Misc. Erotica THE SANON SISTERS (Kriti Sanon & Nupur Sanon)

[raeeskhan]

Hey, all this story originally written by Niks96, I hope you all will like this one as you liked my previous stories. As usual, this story has nothing to do with the reality so just take it as just a story and if someone has any serious concerns regarding it, do comment and let me know so I can fix those.

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[raeeskhan]

Kriti Sanon was leaving her apartment building for the work, as usual she looked across the road and found out that today as well that man was standing there, staring at her, his face was still covered with a scarf but she still could figure out a cunning smile behind scarf.

This disgusted Kriti a lot, since last 30 days whenever she leaving her apartment, she found that man at the same spot, staring at her with a cunning and lecherous smile. Today was no different, she looked at him, it disgusted her, she frown, then looked at other direction and left for work.

While on work, her mind deviated to that mystery man, who he is?, Why he gave her that weird look?, All these questions kept pooping in her mind throughout the day. Her work today ended before schedule so she thought to went for a drive alone to freshen up her mind from all these weird thoughts.

She informed her driver and left for the drive, while driving her mind was still on that mystery man, she tried hard not to think about him but for some reason, she couldn’t able to do so. It frustrates her to the core, she paid attention around to found out that she was at the marine drive. Kriti then decided to walk a little along the marine drive to get those thoughts out her mind.

She parked her car, to make sure no one can identify who she is, she put on a scarf around her head and also put on the shades. The weather was temperate, the slightly humid breeze gave Kriti a sense a pleasure, she started taking a walk along the stretch of the marine drive, although it wasn’t super crowded but enough to gave a sense that she was on the marine drive.

Her mind started drifting away from that mystery man and started focusing on her big projects coming up, she was also thinking about her younger sister Nupur Sanon (who was currently living with her), how she can help her in getting her first break in a big movie, she knew that she was not from the big movie families like the kapoor’s or the Khan’s, she remembered her struggling days, How hard it was for her even she denied the casting couch in public interview but she knew from the start that sooner or later every newcomer had to have spread their legs for the big shots, and she was no exception. But now she made it big in the film industry and didn’t want her baby sister to go through all these experiences.

She had spread the word in her friends circle about the possibility of a movie role for her younger sister and she was hopeful that sooner or later, Nupur will also make it big in the film industry without going through the casting couch like once she did.

Then her thoughts were broke by a couple sitting on the rocks at the sea shore, this reminded her that since how long she hadn’t had a meaningful relationship, although the casual one night stands were still there, sometimes with the co-actor and sometimes with the director and sometimes with the producers, that was considered the basic demeanor in the film industry of Mayanagri. But all these one night stands didn’t give her a sense a fulfillment. She felt somehow empty from within, to cover her emptiness she bought the luxury items and even try to spend her spare time in the friend circle but all these things were not enough to gave her a satiated feeling.

She knew that she was at that age where she need someone special in her life but since long she decided to gave her complete attention to her career and now she also has the responsibility of her baby sister. Sometimes at night when that inner itch was unbearable she rubbed her pussy hard in the solitude and darkness of her room so that maybe that inner itch along with that empty feeling might go away, but with each hand stroke on her pussy, that itch only grew stronger and stronger.

Now even thinking about that thought brought wetness between her legs, and involuntarily her hand moved to her pussy to gave a nice hard scratch on it over the skirt, but then the sound of a passing by car’s horn broke her trance and she stopped mid-way. This shocked her as she thought she even couldn’t stop doing it even in the public place.

But who should told her that when the body demands pleasure it needs to have it at any cost, irrespective of who you are and what’s your status in the society?, a guilty feeling swept over her, and the feeling again brought the memory of mystery man back.

Kriti again started to searching for answers about that man, who he is?, who was stalking her since last 30 days, although she might go to the security officer but the man didn’t try anything funny with her apart from just ogling. So, she dropped the idea of going to security officer by giving her the argument that these types of creepy man are found everywhere and she was an strong, independent woman, who can face any difficult situation without anyone’s support.

She thought if he tried anything apart from just ogling, then she will approach to the security officer and taught him a lesson of lifetime. After giving herself that argument, she looked around to found out she walked the entire stretch of marine drive and was on the extreme end. The sun has already set down and that spot was isolated and not well lit, Kriti was little afraid as she was there without any form of protection and all alone.

She decided to go back but the peaceful environment forced her to sit there for some time and just enjoy the moment. She sat there but soon she lost the track of time, her peaceful meditative state was broken by the talking of some low class children passing near her. She looked around to found that the sun has sat down, and the darkness swept the area, she got up and finally made up her mind to go home.

As she was going to turn, somehow a creepy feeling swept over her like someone was watching her from behind, somehow she kinda sure that it must be that ogling pervert, although she wanted to turn around and look that bastard but she didn’t accumulate enough courage to did so, as she was well aware of her condition. A famous actress, all alone without any protection, so if anything goes wrong, she might pay a heavy price.

But one thing was confusing for her was that she covered her head with the scarf and eyes with shades and no one knew where she was going, so still how could that bastard found her. This thought made her wonder that she might be mistaken and that creep might not be there, and may be she was thinking about him since morning, so her mind might be hallucinating.

This gave her confidence, she decided to turn around to have a look behind her and then moved to her car, but as soon as she was going to turn, she felt the sensation of a warm breath on her neck, this gave her goosebumps, she knew there was someone behind her and whomever he/she was, they were very close to her body.

Although, she was an independent woman with a feministic vibe to her, and generally can’t be pushed around and scared like a kitty cat, but for some reason, this incident froze her to death, she wanted to run from there but her legs didn’t allow it, she wanted to scream for help, but her tongue felt paralyzed, her mind didn’t allowed any sort of action because of her social stature and tongue due to fear.

Although the film career taught her to be decisive at any moment but at this particular moment she was flakey. Then suddenly she felt a sensation of touch on her right arm, her goosebumps enhanced, she started shaking slightly, she wanted to have a look at her tormenter but didn’t had enough courage to did so.

Then she felt the touch of a palm on her back, initially it was a static touch but soon that palm started moving slowly all over her back, now she was shaking furiously with fear, she thought that today she definitely might get banged by an unknown creep. Then that moving palm stopped at he mid her back, she expected somehting more extreme from her tormentor, but whomever that human was they didn’t do anything after that, he/she just kept their hand on Kriti’s back. Time was passing but opposite of Kriti’s expectation of getting banged, the tormentor wasn’t doing anything apart from a static palm.

Then Kriti’s felt a warm breath on her right ear, but this time along with fear she felt something more, she didn’t know what exactly was that, but it gave her a sense of pleasure, her eyes slowly started closing. Then a wet feeling on her ear enhanced her pleasurable manifold. Although she didn’t want to acknowledge but she felt a wetness between her long legs.

Then all of sudden the tormentor put their hand near her belly, she shaked intensly with that touch and the wetness between her long legs increased. She then felt a big bulge on her petite BUM, instantly she knew what was that, she had enough experience from her one-night stand’s to know that it was a DICK, and that also a huge one. This solved the mystery about her tormentor that He is a that creepy MAN.

Kriti was trying her best not to lose control over her body but didn’t matter how hard she was trying, she knew that she was loosing the battle, the pleasurable feeling was too intense for her to ignore. Her eyes started rolling back because of pleasure she was receiving from an unknown man that also in a public place where people can recognize her, and she might lose her career, but all those thoughts didn’t matter to her at that moment, the only thing that matters was to receive pleasure from her tormentor.

She thought this was the limit of receiving pleasure but she definitely didn’t knew her body well, then the man(tormentor) touched her pleasure spot, her clean shaved pussy over the pants, and all hell broke lose for her, a lusty moan escaped her mouth and she orgasmed then and there with just a touch of an unknown man, in public place like a 2 rupee street hooker.

Her knees were shaking like fallen leaves, they couldn’t carry her weight and she fell down on the floor on her knees, her pupils were invisible due to severe pleasure she just received, gobs of saliva was oozing out from the corner of her mouth and her tongue was outside of her mouth, she looked like BITCH(KUTIA) ON HEAT.

Then she heard a chortle behind her, unconsciously she turned her head and to her shock and surprise, it was the same man who was ogling her in front of her building since last 30 days, and now he just made her CUM just from slight touches, she never felt such helplessness in her life like the one she was feeling then.

A cunning winning look was there in the man’s eyes, this made Kriti shivered from fear about what he might do next, she was expecting a brutal bang from him right then and there but to her surprise, the man just gave her a stern unemotional look like he was giving her since many days and turned around and walked away, this shocked Kriti more, in a way she felt kinda offended for some reason. She remained in the same position on her knees and kept looking her tormentor till he was out of sight, then she got up and left for the home.

To be continued...

[raeeskhan]

UPDATE 2

Recap -

She remained in the same position on her knees and kept looking her tormentor till he was out of her sight, then she got up and leave for her home.

Now continue -

That night when Kriti reached her apartment, she was utterly shocked not because that man tormented her, but because how she allowed all to happen without putting any real fight against him. At the apartment she was greeted by her beloved baby sister Nupur Sanon, who questioned about her day, although she was in a bad mood because of the marine drive incident, but she didn’t want her bad mood affect her baby sister and tried her best to respond Nupur to the best of her ability.

After that they had a nice supper which was cooked by her baby sister Nupur, then they sat down in front of TV to watch their favorite late night show, but all through that Kriti was constantly thinking about evening incident, she was amazed that how an independent, pro-feminist, top notch actress like her can allowed all that happened to her without putting any fight, and the shameful part was that she not only enjoyed that but also orgasmed from his touch on her beloved pussy(chut).

That thought itself brought a wetness between her long slender legs. She started rubbing them against each other to satiate that itch within her pussy. When that itself was not sufficient she peeked towards her baby sister, who was completely immersed in the show. Then she covered her legs with blanket and slowly moved her hands down towards her beloved cunt.

She touched her cunt over her shorts, a pleasurable feeling swept over her. Then she gave her cunt a more hard scratch, it led to more pleasure. She looked again to Nupur to confirm she wasn’t looking at her. When she confirmed Nupur wasn’t looking, she slowly opened her shorts button, she never wear panties at home so was completely naked from inside, so her hand directly reached her shaven cunt, she gave it a little touch first and her eyes stated rolling up from that pleasure spot. She felt lost in pleasure that she lost the track of place, that she was sitting beside her beloved baby sister Nupur Sanon, whom she wanted to save from all evil and impure things.

The demon of lust was slowly occupying her rational mind. She slowly lift her BUM form the couch and slowly moved her shorts down without getting into Nupur’s notice, once she did it she moves her hands again on her pussy and this time gave a hard rub over her cunt and then the process continued, she kept an eye on Nupur so she couldn’t found out about her Didi’s perverted act in her presence, on one side the Tv show was going on while on the other side Nupur’s Didi’s(elder sister) secret pervert show was on full throttle. As soon as the climax of TV show came, at the same time Nupur’s prim and proper Didi Climaxed(cummed).
After the show Nupur said goodnight to Kriti and they both went to their room, in her room Kriti lie down in a trance like state, she still couldn’t believed what she did a few moments ago, she literally masturbated on the couch and that even in the presence of her lovely baby sister Nupur Sanon. Guiltiness was sweeping over her but she knew she can’t alter the past so decided to forget about it and move on to never repeat it again.
The time is quarter past 3, everyone was sleeping but one person couldn’t sleep, yes none other than tha famous slender SANON,Kriti Sanon, you can see the around the room to found out that clothes were scattered here and there and the famous actress was all nude in her bed with her hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy the hardest she could, slaiva was oozing from the corner of her mouth like a bitch(kutia), pupils rolled up, and a demonic groans were coming from her mouth, and a flaskback of evening incident in front her eyes.

KRITI SANON
(in her mind)
Who the fuck are you? What you did it to me, I can’t stop myself aahhh

The bedsheet was all crumbled due to he crawling movement on the bed. She was gasping like a on heat mare(ghodi). Her rubbing intensified and after a brutal pussy workout she finally reached her destination, and she ‘cummed’ she ‘cummed’ a lot, like a gallon of pussy juice was oozing out from her twat, she shook like hysteria patient and howl like a lady wolf from the orgasmic pleasure, and then kinda passed out.

SHOOTING LOCATION NEXT DAY

Kriti just finished a segment of advertisement and was resting in her vanity van. Then she remembered something and called her helper.

KRITI SANON
Raju, mera red color ka bag le aana car se

But she didn’t listen any reply back from her helper, she called again but the outcome was same, she started getting frustrated so this time she almost cried out his name in utter frustration, to her relief, she heard the door knoob twisting sound of her vanity van.
So, she shut her eyes again as she had applied her face pack, she heard someone entered the van which she assumed should be Raju(helper).

KRITI SANON
Bag idher hi rakh do

She pointed chair next to her. Then she heard the sound of ruffling of the chair so she assumed that the helper might be placing her bag on the chair, but one thing she noticed that today the chatterbox Raju was unusually quite for some reason, although she didn’t made a fuss about it but she also felt the same creepy feeling like yesterday at the marine drive where she was tormented by that creep, and which she liked a lot for some reason.
She then felt that someone was really close to her face like that person was staring at her. To confirm she called “Raju” again but this time as well the person didn’t respond, the fear crept in her, although she could opened her eyes and looked at that person, but the fear made her body kinda paralyze. She felt that now whomsoever was him/her, that thing was really like really close to her face, she could felt the sensation of their warm breath. In a corner of her mind she knew that this person have to be her tormentor, but she wasn’t sure about it.

Then suddenly she felt a touch on her arm, it lead to goosebumps in her body. Then those fingers started grazing her smooth skin, on one hand she felt the fear while on the other, a pleasurable feeling crept her skin. A wetness started coming between her legs, then those fingers rose to her long neck, and this touch gave rise to the lusty feelings in her, which lead to a soft moan from Kriti Sanon. Then she felt a little whiff on her ear, this intensifies the lusty feeling in her, Kriti’s lips flutter with sexual feeling, she tried to open her eyes and face her tormentor but her body revolt against it, her body wanted those mysterious sensations.

Then she felt the grazing of fingers around her neck and a slight touch of something wet on her ear lobs, she immediately knew what was that, it was the tongue of her tormentor, this act made her rub her thighs together to supress the revolt of her pussy. But her tormentor didn’t stop their, now he started licking her neck, by now Kriti’s lust was at her peck, she started moaning continuously, sometimes the moan was long, sometimes short, sometime with high pitch and sometime low.

Whatever leftover courage she had, has gone by now, even for a second her lusty mind wished to ger ravished by her tormentor then and there to unconsciousness, but she even didn’t have that much courage to said that to her tormentor, the she felt his hand on her small and humble breasts, he gave them a flicker on her nipples over her dress. This touch shattered her leftover control from her mody, she throw her head backward in total surrender but the torment wasn’t ended for her, she felt that hand started moving downward to her sweet and most pleasurable point, her pussy, she was praying about not there but she knew he will eventually touch it.

And soon Krit’s fear became reality, the tormentor finally touched her overly excited pussy, as soon as she felt the touch, Kriti’s eyes rolled back in her skull, her tongue came out like a bitch in heat, globs of saliva was oozing from her mouth, and a growl of pure lust was coming from the depths of her overly sexual and depraved body.

She couldn’t control it anymore, she needed a release, she needed that right there, right in front of her tormentor, she didn’t care what her tormentor might think about her, she didn’t care about anyone or anything, she wanted to CUM, she wanted to swept awat in the sea of pleasure like a ship without any anchor and she did, she CUMMED, she CUMMED like never before, while cumming she howl like a mad wolf, like a ‘kutia’ on fire.

Her body lifted in air below her waist, she was trembling like a fallen leaf from the pleasure given by an unknown tormentor, in her own vanity van, in the place where she has utmost respect by the crew team as a famous bollywood actress, but all these things didn’t matter to her at that moment, she just orgasmed to the core, when she was done, she was gasping like crazy, 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.

To be continued...

[raeeskhan]

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 banged 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...

[raeeskhan]

UPDATE 4

Recap -

She quickly made herself presentable so she didn’t looked a bimbo and left the washroom with her tormentor no where in sight.

Now continue -

Kriti went home after the shooting, she still couldn’t believe that she again let that creep torment her, she was kinda lost in her thoughts when her beloved younger sister Nupur called her, but Kriti didn’t respond to her call, then Nupur shook her to reality.

NUPUR SANON
Kya hua kya gum ho tum?

Her shaking and voice shattered her trance and she again entered into the reality, she was amazed to found how she magically entered her apartment without realizing. Nupur again called her, this time Kriti faced her beloved sister.

KRITI SANON
Nahi kuch nahi, I am fine, how’s your day went?

Nupur smile slightly “it was great” she said. After that Kriti went to freshen up, when she locked her room, she quickly removed all her clothes and become full nude in all her glory. She faced the mirror, her eyes fall on her nude body, today she was looking her body from a different perspective, she never looked her body with this curiosity ever before, her hands involuntrarily went to her long and sensual legs.

She started stroking her thighs, then her hands went to her BUM, she started squeezing her petite bums, she started kneading her ASS CHEAKS, she knead them hard till they were red. Then her hands moved to her small and humble breasts, she hold them for a moment then started kneading them as well, she hold her nipples, pinch them hard.

This gave her a sense of extreme lusty pleasure, she started playing with her nipples, she squeeze them, she pulled them and she even tried to touch them together, after playing with her nipples till they are red as bulb, her focus went to her pleasure hole, her very naughty pussy.

She moved to her bed, laid on it, the bed faces towards the mirror, she adjusted her position so her reflection should be visible, she then lifted her legs up towards the ceiling, then spread them in V position, so her naughty pussy should be seen in all her glory. She stared her naughty pussy in the mirror through the gap between her lifted legs.

She smiled perversely at the full on lusty reflection of her. Then she moved her right hand towards her pussy, she put her palm on her craving pussy and gave it a graze, this let out a moan from Kriti Sanon. Then she started stroking her pussy, one stroke, two stroke and then her hands become an express train, stroke after stroke were delivered on her naughty pussy, Kriti Sanon was determined to brought out all the naughtiness from her pussy, her pussy was getting redder and redder with each brutal stroke.

She couldn’t take any more, she was on the edge of getting discharged, she grabbed her small and humble breasts with a wanton force, and there she cum, cum like her life depends on how hard she cum and she did her best job in this cumming, she cum like a on heat mare, she howl like a wolfen, her howl was even heard by her beloved sister Nupur Sanon, who was listening to the music.

Due to extreme pussy water eruption this time as well she completely drenched her bedsheet, her body seemed like lifeless as she didn’t have enough strength to even get up, she somehow pulled the blanket over her, her mind was completely blank.

She slept for some hours and was woke up by the lusty itiching in her craved and nauthty pussy, her hands imidiately went to her pussy so she can rub it to satisfaction, but she forget that when a pussy starts itiching it’s hunger can’t be satiated by only rubbing it needs a big hose to extinguish the pussy fire.

She throw her hands in frustration.

KRITI SANON
(in her mind)
What you did to me you faggot? I can’t even sleep at night, who the fuck are you, what you made out of me? Fuck you...fuck you...fuck you...

Her eyes started tearing up, she knew she can’t live like that a fucking playtoy of an unknown low class creep, she need to decide a path for her future self. She slept over this thought.

In the morning Nupur knocked Kriti’s door, as today as well she didn’t woke up at her usual time, but she didn’t know that nowadays her beloved didi was indulging in the late night BED CARDIO, she knocked again as she didn’t get the response the first time.

After second knock kriti woke up, her eyes immediately went to the door to made sure that last night she bolted her door correctly as she again didn’t want to get embarrassed in front of her baby sister.

To her relief the door was properly bolted, she said that she’s up and will join her in breakfast soon, Nupur was surprised firstly because of Kriti’s late waking up and secondly her bolting her door as she never did it previously before but she didn’t made a fuss about it and went on minding her own business.

Kriti got out of bed, she saw her messed up reflection in the mirror, she saw a deprived woman, she felt like whore, she thought that even a whore might be better than her as the whore won’t crave and act like that shamelessly like she’s doing nowadays. She thought all night about further course of action for her messed up situation, she did a lot of brainstorming.

She knew she can’t go to authorities as that guy never forced him on herself, each time it start with a gradual touching and it’s she who’s on fault as she never tries even 1% to stop him, she always outflow in the gravity of the situation. She also can’t discuss this with her friends, what she tell them, that an unknown creep is molesting her and even after knowing it’s bad she let him torment her willingly. So, this option is also disposed.

Then the last resort she had is to confront that bastard face to face like a proper independent and faminist woman. To give him a piece of her mind, to show him once and for all his stature in front of her bollywood fame. Yes, Kriti was ready to take matter in her hands, and sort out her life. She walked to freshen up towards the washroom like fericious lioness(sherni).

She quickly freshen up but instead of having breakfast, she told Nupur Sanon, her lovely baby sister that she’s going for a small walk downstairs. Nupur was amazed by this sudden break in her morning routine but said “Okay”. The walk was just a excuse, actually she wanted to see whether that creep was still in front of her building. She walked to her apartment main gate, the watchmen were also shocked to see her in the morning and that as well going out of society.

They greeted her ‘good morning’ she just gave them a slight node full with her famous actress attitude. She came out of society and looked in the direction where she generally found that creep but to her disappointment that creep was not there today, she looked aroud in desperate hope to found him but the whole effort went in vain. She went back to the apartment.

While leaving for work in her car, she again searched for her tormentor but this time as well she only get disappointment. In the shot break, although she didn’t want to go for her vanity van but she thought that this time as well that creep might visit her in the van and then she could gave him a piece of her mind, so she went for her vanity van, she even told her helper not to disturb her and be away from the van.

The helper found it odd but what she can do when an order was coming from the top notch bollywood actress, she did accordingly, Kriti was waiting inside the van that now at any moment the creep might come to torment her, but her expectation didn’t turned into reality, she even closed her eyes that might be after seeing like that, the tormentor might thought that she’s ready to be tormented but her effort went in vain.

She become so frustrated that she even lift her skirt up to her waist and lower her panty to her knees and sit on chair in front of the vanity van door after unlatching it, she closed her eyes and put on her legs on chair side handles, so her legs made an open W inviting pose. She didn’t even care what if instead of her tormentor some crew member saw her like that, at any cost she wanted to meet him, even she wasn’t sure why she’s so desperate to meet that creep, she prayed that please send him again. But her prayers also went in vain, the entire gravity of situation getting a hold on her, she start getting wet between her legs.

Her hands involuntarily moved on her naughty leaking pussy, she grabbed it hard like wanted to rip that off, she grabbed her pussy for sometime, then released it, then we saw her fingers starts disappearing into her hole, one, two, three fingers were knuckles deep into her wanton hole.

After a few moments a low class crew member passing by her vanity van can listen “puch.. puch... puch...” Sounds which were coming from Ms. Kriti sanon’s furious finger fucking her needy and lusty pussy.

KRITI SANON
Oh yaaasss.... Work on it you bastarddddd... show up if you aaahh have courage aaahh... show your ahhhh face like aahh real man ... huuuuu(she howled) aaahh... yea give me deep strokes... loveee it....

She was babbling in the heights of her lust, the finger fuck was so furious that her pussy water was leaking and drenching the chair as well as floor, at a moment she squirt like a sex maniac and a small stream of piss leaked her hole like a fountain. She lost control over her body, she got up from chair and went in front of the mirror.

She turned around to face her ASS towards the mirror, then she came in the legendery GHODI POSITION, she even almost tear her top and threw at a corner of van, she was completely nude in her vanity van, which was surrounded by people who consider her a famous bollywood actress, who has a class in herself and now they can’t even imagine that their classy Kriti Sanon madam, was acting like a 2 rupee whore in her vanity van that also by thinking about an unknown low class creep who torment her.

She almost put her right hand palm in her throat to collect saliva, after that she stared in her eyes in the mirror very shamelessly and rubbed that saliva on her lusty hole.

KRITI SANON
You want that hole of mine.. you think I can give it to you that easily.. Okay, let’s see how much manly you are, satify me if you are a son of a man, do you have courage, if so give me your best strokes... GIVE ME...

A madness swept over Ms.Sanon, She was saying all these nasty things imagining that she’s talking to her tormentor in the mirror while directly staring in his eyes, while in reality she’s talking to her own reflection but she was almost out of her mind due to extreme lust, her body and mind were beyond her logical mind control, she needed the relief from that eternal itch in her pussy.

In that passion she almost shove her entire hand in her own pussy, all of her four fingers were knuckles deep in her naughty pussy while she holding the GHODI position, she was staring her own eyes like she’s challenging someone to satisfy her and there she started pumping her palm in her needy cunt, like you never ever can see finger fucking any lady like that in your entire life.

While fucking her pussy with her four fingers she kept chanting “yaas ... yaass.... Like thattttttt .... OH MY GOOD .. too gooddddd ... ahhhhh”, a low class sweeper was passing by her vanity van at that time, he also heard this wanton cries of the famous bollywood actress.

But the guy thought that her famous Kriti Mam might be rehearsing her dialogue line, but that who should told that innocent fellow that his Kriti madam was not at all innocent at that moment, but instead of rehearsing her lines she was rehearsing something else, she was rehearsing her pussye pleasuring capabilities.

Inside the van Kriti Sanon was completely drenched in sweat, a satanic passion could be seen in her eyes which were filled with an eternal lust like you can never seen in anyone’s eyes. The furious four fingers onslaught was still in action on her needy and lusty cunt, but her fingers were not enought for this on heat actress, she looked around to fill her lusty cunt with something else, she saw a few lipsticks on the dressing table, she grabbed them like her life depends on that act of snatching.

She grabbed the three shades, one red, one pink and one black, she formed the bundle of the three and shove them deep in pussy without wasting a moment, as soon as she did that, her tounge came out of her mouth, and she did a very kinky tongue flickering move like a snake, after ravishing her pussy for sometime with the combo of three lipstick shades she thought that lipsticks without the cover might give her more pleasure, as soon as this thought entered her mind, we saw three lipsticks cover on the floor of her vanity van a moment later and three open lipsticks in Ms.Sanon Wanton hole.

After a 30 minutes session with her lipsticks combo in her wanton hole, the famous bollywood actress, the classy Kriti Sanon cum, she cummed like you could never expect any women to cum like that, her entire body was covered in sweat, her tongue rolled out, her hairs were messed up like she got ravished by a gang of NIGRO’s, and on the floor we saw three completely used lipsticks, and the most lusty site was her colored pussy, a peculiar color combo of the red, the pink and the black was covering her snatch. A a very satisfied gruntal sounds were coming from her dreamy and fucked up face and mouth and then a darkness swept over her and she became unconscious.

Later that day, Kriti was lying on her bed and a reel of today’s events was rolling in her mind, how after that furious finger fuck she passed out on the floor of vanity van without a trace of cloth on her body, how she got awake by the continious band on her vanity van door by the crew members, she heard some people saying that “break open the door, Kriti Mam might need some medical attention” and how she quickly analysed her condition and feared what if all these people entered into her vanity van like that and saw her in all her naked glory, how she could face the world when her naked pics got viral in this condition over the internet.

How she shouted at the crew members that she was fine and was taking a nap all while she trying her level best to found her clothes scattered all over the vanity van floor. How she opened her vanity van door after making herself presentable to the eyes to the low in stature crew members, how she explained a false story about her not opening the door. She also remembered how the people close to her made a filthy looking face after smelling the lusty smell coming out of her body after a furious finger fuck and a huge amount of pussy water discharge, and how she felt humilated at that sight and how she took a day off by saying that she was not felling will today.

A shame and humiliation swept over Kriti, she couldn’t believe what the thought of her tormentor made her do on the shooting location today, not only that she almost got caught in action and naked by her crew members, who consider her a classy Kriti Madam. She was thinking all those scenarios, when she starts feeling an another itchy feeling in he naughty pussy once again, she tried her level best not to be swayed in the lusty feeling but her pussy was on full throttle mutiny with her logical mind, she (the pussy) needed her relief at any cost, her hands involuntrarily moved to her wanton hole and once again a wrestling match between her pussy and her hand started and stopped when her entire body was once again drenched in sweat and big mark of pussy water could be seen on her bedsheet.

when she came out of her lusty and fogy mind she again thought about her mystery tormentor, and she got up from the bed, she covered her naked in an expensive nighty without any undergarments, her legs who were in control of her pussy rather than her logical mind draged her towars the apartment door, she exited her apartment and went downstairs to the ground floor like some hypnotysm was carrying her, once she was at the ground floor, she looke in the direction where she usually found her tormentor standing, and to her dismay she found the mystery tormentor standing at the usual place, she was ecstatic to saw him, she could control her happiness, her legs started dragging her towards the society door.

But then her logical mind kicks in for a moment, and she got hold of the situation, sweat started forming on her forhead due to the fear what if she won’t be shook to reality in time and the guards on the gate saw her at 3 pm in the night walking towards a man who also from the looks seems like a low class person, but against her better judgement, her pussy started itching once again, whom she recently feed her four fingers, it felt to Kriti Sanon that her pussy become an insatiable monster who can’t be satisfied no matter how many times she fucked it with all the strength in her body, she (the pussy) as Kriti thought can only be satisfied by the touch of her tormentor, she knew she needed him at any cost, there’s no other way out for her to get rid of her this eternal itch.

The she saw that her tormentor signal-led towards a location, Kriti’s eyes followed her signal and a small smile appeared on her face, she nodded her head and walked back to her apartment.

To be Continued...

[raeeskhan]

UPDATE 5

Recap -

Then she saw that her tormentor signal-led towards a location, Kriti’s eyes followed his signal and a small smile appeared on her face, she nodded her head and walked back to her apartment.

Now continue -

Part A

Kriti was walking towards the rear gate of the apartment complex, she was in fear what if someone from the complex apartments saw her at that time of night walking to the back entrance.

But all these risks felt to her worth taking, she anyhow wanted to confront her tormentor. But she also wasn’t sure why she was so desperate to meet him, although her logical mind kept reminding her that she just wanted to meet her tormentor to gave him a piece of her mind.

But deep down she knew that it was just a cover up logic she was giving herself to convince her to meet the tormentor because she had serious doubt about her ability now whether she would be able to confront him as she desperately want. A corner of her mind telling her that she was loosing the battle without even fighting. She knew beforehand the end result of their meeting but still she kept moving towards the location where the tormentor signaled her to meet.

A few minutes later she was standing before the back entrance of the society complex. There was complete darkness behind the gate. She got scared for the moment and refrain herself to move forward but the itch, that deep itch between her legs gave her the courage to move forward, she dragged her legs, she looked around to make sure no one was looking at her that a famous bollywood actress trying to exit the society complex at 3 am in the morning via the back gate that also like thief.

Once she was sure no one was there, she unlatched the gate and came out in the dark alley behind the society complex. She was looking around for her tormentor but he was no where is sight. She was kinda disappointed, an unknown fear took over her, a fear of What if he ditched her again?. She frantically looked around for him. But her efforts went in vain.

She moved further from the gate into the darkness of the alley, but still the tormentor was no where in sight. She moved a little further and her left feet went inside a dirty smelly pot hole that was filled with litter. Kriti Sanon cursed herself. Although if she was in her right frame of mind she might have give up by now, but today she was not.

She ignored her dirty feet and moved further into the darkness, beads of sweat formed on her for-head, her breathing was fast due to a mix of fear and excitement. The excitement of meeting her tormentor to get tormented again.

Suddenly a hand wrapped around her mouth, which suppress her cry, then another hand grabbed her petite right boob harshly. Kriti felt the pain but she also immediately knew it was her tormentor. As soon as the fact registered into her brain, her pussy started moistening again.

“aa gai tu” a cold stern voice of her tormentor shattered her trance. “me muh se haath hataunga chilana mat” the tormentor again gave her the command, this was the first time she heard his voice. She was amazed by how manly and dominating his voice was.

She slightly nodded in agreement, the tormentor removed his hand. “chal mere peeche aa” he again gave her order and to her dismay she followed the command. She was walking behind a shadow figure of her tormentor, although her logical mind was shouting to Kriti to stop and confront him right there. But for some reason she neglected her logical mind’s argument and kept following her tormentor.

Soon the tormentor stopped in front of an abandoned room, the room was almost on the verge of collapsing with the wall’s plaster was cracking and flaking. She was thinking what might be the purpose of this room on this isolated alley. But her train of thoughts soon shattered by the sound of unlatching of door. The tormentor opened the gate and told her “chal ander”. This time also she also followed the command without a single word.

She went inside and was greeted by a very pungent and disgusted smell. She looked around to found out that someone was residing in that room as in one corner there was a cot while on the other corner there was a small kitchen setup. Although the room was so small that barely two people can stand at the same time.

She heard the door behind her latched again, and she heard the footsteps of her tormentor were getting close. Soon a hand was on her shoulder, a thrilled sensation crawled down her spine to her naughty pussy. She slowly started turning her head, a excitement was forming inside her to see her tormentor face for the first time.

Although the room was poorly lit by a low voltage bulb in one corner but it was enough to see. But as soon as she turned her face, her tormentor switch off the bulb, an annoyed frown appeared on her face, she wasn’t sure why he was playing this game? Why the fuck he don’t show his face to her? But all those thoughts were remain in her head; she didn’t dare to shout them loud.

Then she felt her tormentor hand on her back, a shiver crawled up her spine. The hand started moving on her back like a snake and suddenly he grabbed her right ass cheeks. The grip was not slack but it was a firm one, like he wanted to convey that he meant business. Kriti definitely know what kind of business he might be interested in.

She started to say something but before that a thick strong finger was on her soft lips, she got it that he didn’t want her to say anything and she obliged. Then his another hand firmly griped her left humble bun. A moan escaped her lips this time, the situation again started taking hold of her, her naughty pussy started secreting the thick white juice of womanhood.

“kya chati hai?” the manly voice of him broke her trance. Her logical mind kicks in, the logical mind shouted at Kriti to told him that she wants to end all this and if he didn’t obliged what she wants, she would report him to authorities. But instead of giving him a piece of her mind, she shusheds her logical mind and involuntarily grabbed the back of his head.

A chortle was heard from the tormentor. Kriti Sanon got shy as she analyzed that in the height of excitement, she involuntarily hold his head and started moving it towards her lips, she wanted a deep french kiss from her tormentor.

“bata kya chati hai? Kyu aai hai yaha?” the tormentor inquired. She didn’t have any answer. She didn’t know why she was there exactly? She remained shushed.

“chudna(get fucked) chati hai kya?” the tormentor asked her again. Kriti Sanon, the famous, pro-feminist bollywood top actress couldn’t believe her ears. Did this low class creep really talking to her like a cheap whore(randi).

She wanted to show him his stature(aukat) in front of her by giving him a tight slap but instead a meek “nahi(no)” escaped her soft and luscious lips.

“chudna nahi chati to raat ke 3 baje kyu aai thi mujhe dhudne?” he again used the derogatory language with the famous bollywood actress Kriti Sanon.

“bas waise hi milne” this time she answered in a meek tone. “kyu tera yaar lagta hu kya mai, jo adhi raat mere se milne aai chupke-chupke? Hahaha” the tormentor again asked her question. Kriti Sanon was getting ashamed because of his derogatory remarks, but due to some reason she felt spineless before him. She felt like she was her puppet doll and he can use her whatever way he likes.

“bata na? Yaar hu kya me tera?” He asked with a chortle. She remained silent. “agar me tera yaar nahi hu to chal nika yaha se” he holds her hand and started pulling her towards the door.

Kriti was shook to reality by sudden dragging, her logical mind telling her it was a good thing, but her body revolted against it, she hushed her logical mind. She didn’t want to be away from him, she knew she needs his touch on her body without that she can’t cum.

With each passing second the distance to gate was getting shorter and shorter. Kriti knew she had to take a decision else he would throw her out of that smelly and clumsy room. She also knew there was only one way to stop him from doing so, she has to surrender totally to his demands.

“ha ho” she answered with shaky voice. As soon as the tormentor heard that he stopped in his tracks. Since the room was dark she couldn’t see whether he was looking at her or not but she was happy that at least he was not going to throw her out of that dirty and smelly room.

TORMENTOR
Kya bola? Kya hu me tera? Fir se bol

Kriti Sanon realized what she said in the height of the fear of being thrown out of the room. She remained shushed for few moments but then again she felt his hand on her biceps like he’s going to push her out of room again.

KRITI SANON
Yaar ho na aap mere...

She heard a chortle.

TORMENTOR
Ab aai na sali kutiya tu line par haramzadi hahaha

She felt ashamed of getting those derogatory remarks again by the tormentor. She couldn’t believe where her self-esteem had gone, how a top notch bollywood actress like her can tolerate such disrespect from a low life creep. But despite what her logical mind saying, she knew her body had already surrender to him, and it doesn’t matter now what he wants her to say and do, she will tolerate all the disrespect.

To be continued ...

[raeeskhan]

Part B

Recap -

she knew her body had already surrender to him, and it doesn’t matter now what he wants her to say and do, she will tolerate all the disrespect.

Now Continue -

The manly voice of the tormentor broke Kriti Sanon trance. She concentrated on what he was saying.

TORMENTOR
Chal raand khat(cot) ke sahare ghodi ban turant.

Although she understand her demand as she was born and brought up in Delhi, so was used to of hearing those derogatory words in her school and college life but she couldn’t believe what he was asking her to do. She heard a disappointed grunt from her tormentor, she didn’t want to test his patience anymore, so she suddenly bend over and attained the legendary “ghodi” position.

She again heard a chortle from the tormentor. Then she felt a hand on her right ass cheek. She was expecting another firm grip on her right bun but to her surprise a firm slap got imprinted on her left bum cheek. A painful “ahh” erupted from her lips. She was just soaking the pain from the previous BUM slap when another slap hit on her right bum cheek.

This time again Kriti somehow absorb the pain, and then the chain of slaps started. Each slap had more intensity then the previous slap, tears stared forming in her eyes. But the tormentor seemed in no mood to stop his assault. Then the final straw broke the camel back, the tormentor hit the famous bollywood, pro feminist, top notch bollywood actress, Kriti Sanon with all his strength on her right ass cheek, and a stark weep escaped her mouth. The famous actress was in tears, her night time eyeliner was leaking on her cheeks.

But even her cry didn’t stop the sadist tormentor, and he kept giving her brutal strikes and then the smashes stop abruptly just as they started. She felt a little graze on her beaten petite bum cheeks, she trembled in fear of another hit, but instead of hit, she felt the assuasive touch from the tormentor.

TORMENTOR
Dard hua

He asked in a compassionate tone. She was amazed by his caring words, and this time she literally started crying, this cry was not from pain or humiliation but was from his soothing and caring attitude towards Kriti. She felt like a cat who needs her master care after a rough time.

KRITI SANON
Nahi
(she said in a meek and emotional tone)

Then the tormentor hands moved towards her head and started soothing her hairs. She felt really good like she found her support system in the form of the tormentor on which she can rely on. A warm feeling swept over her anguished body.

TORMENTOR
Aur maru teri gaand pe thapad
(he asked in a polite and authoritative way)

Although she didn’t like his tone and the derogatory remarks, but the way he asked her permission for the first time, she didn’t want to disappoint him. So, instead of verbal approval, she arched her back in total surrender which results in her ass got uplifted. As soon as she did it, a sharp and hard slap imprinted on her left bum cheek. Kriti felt the pain but instead of a painful weep, this time she howl a pleasurable cry. She herself got amazed by this delightful feeling she was getting by getting hit by a low class man on her posh bum.

Then a chain of hard spanks got started, which ends when the bollywood babe Kriti Sanon entire face was covered in tears, from the front it looks like she’s been brutally tortured, her mascara was spread all over the face due to weeping. She was not looking the top class bollywood actress anymore but instead a 2 rupee street hooker(sadak chap randi), whose cost might be only 10 rupees per night.

Then the brutal spanks stops, and all could be heard in the room was whimpering noise of the famous bollywood, pro feminist, lead actress Kriti Sanon. After a few moments that whimpering sound also subside as she was unsure why her beloved tormentor not tormenting her anymore. As she was contemplating the reason, she felt the tormentor hand on her left hand, and then slowly the tormentor moved her hand on her own BUM.

TORMENTOR
Apni gaand pe khud thapad mar haramzadi
(he said in an authoritative voice)

This time our beloved pro-feminist, top notch, independent woman, Kriti Sanon didn’t wince for a second as she knew the end result, and gave her own bum cheek a solid spank “chat”. A chortle could be heard from the tormentor. She stopped after one spank.

TORMENTOR
Rukne to kisne kaha sali kutiya raand, marti rhe apni khud ki gaand pe thapad jab tak me rukne ko na boli raandi ki aulad
(he yelled angerly)

Kriti trembled with fear and immediately started spanking her own ass “chat” “chat” “chat” spanks sounds resonate in the small room. But as she was going to give one more spank to her own ass, the tormentor stopped her.

TORMENTOR
Me light on kar raha hu, randi agar peeche dekha na to teri is ameer gaand me gandak-potas dal ke cheetde uda dunga, samji raand ki bachi

Kriti in pure terror said “samaj gai” in a meek tone. As soon as she said, the cramped and stinky room illuminated. The tormentor signaled her to spank herself again by giving her bum a playful smack. Kriti Sanon got the clue and start spanking her own BUM. “chat” “chat” “chat” sound starts resonating once again.

TORMENTOR
Wah maza aa raha hai raand, maar aur zor se apni gaand pe thapad
(”chat” “chat” “chat” sounds intensified)
Ruk teri ye maxi upper uta du, fir aur swad aayega hahaha

The tormentor lifts our independent woman Kriti Sanon nighty only to be greeted by a titillating sight, Kriti Sanon bum cheeks were red a tomatoes due to the spanking of the tormentor and herself. In the height of erotic sight the tormentor also take off her Victoria secret expensive thong, although Kriti felt why he was doing and her logical mind was telling her to rebel against his action, but Kriti was not finding the courage to did so, as her body was in total surrender mode, so she let it happen.

Soon we witness an extremely titillating sight, the famous pro-feminist, independent, top notch actress kriti sanon was in the “ghodi” position, her night on her waist and feet wide apart, beads of sweat and redness on her bum cheeks, mascara spread over her eyes and cheeks (due to crying), in a cramped and stinky room, that also in front of a low class man, whose face she didn’t see. Overall, it seemed our kriti sanon high class attitude crumbled to dust.

TORMENTOR
Randi ruk kyu gai, mar zor zor se apni gaand pe dhapa-dhap thapad, mar ye baat aur zor se de gaand pe thapad
(he boosting her moral)

Soon we witness a sight of disbelief, the famous Kriti Sanon was spanking her own naked ass like a woman possessed, her yelling could be heard outside in the dark alley, if someone was outside the room they would assume that a street hooker(sadak chap randi) was getting bonked in the room. The tormentor keep igniting her morale for spanking, by giving the complements, soon she heard the flash light sound from the phone, she knew he was taking her picture, her logical mind yelling to stop him else her reputation as the famous actress would be shattered.

But she didn’t care anything related to her societal stature now, she was in desperate need of his presence because she could feel deep down a major orgasm was building up. According to her feeling it was supposed to be the biggest in her lifetime. Then to Kriti Sanon dismay he asked her to stop spanking hew own BUM. Kriti felt cheated why he asked her to stop just before she was in desperate need to CUM? But she didn’t have courage to challenge her authority, hence she stopped beating her own ass like a mad woman right away.

TORMENTOR
Chal raand dono hato se majoot ghodi ban ja tera sultan ab teri sawari karega
(he said in sadistic tone)

She shivered in fear of unknown but did so instantly. She heard ruffling of cloths, she got the idea he was taking off his pants, now as she got some of her logical thinking back, the gravity of situation got a hold of it. A top notch, pro-feminist, independent woman like Kriti Sanon was in the legendary “ghodi” position, butt naked, in a cramped and stingy room with a low class man, whose face she still didn’t see, had her depraved pictures captured, but instead of being offended or angry, she was getting randier with each passing second.

Then she heard the ruffling of cloths, she got the idea that her tormentor was taking off his pants, she was getting happy that her pussy hunger would be satiate soon, she felt the cock head on her watering pussy and was expecting a brutal push deep down her wanton pussy. But reverse of her expectation his cock kept rubbing on her minora, in desperation, she pushed back her bum, but the tormentor push back his cock, Kriti Sanon again pushed back her ASS more in search of his majestic cock but the result was the same.

He was not entering her wanton hole but kept rubbing on her moist labia, Kriti was making lecherous moan out frustration, she was felling a huge orgasm was on the verge on her minora, she was gonna cum any moment, a perverted smile could be seen on her face, YASS.. it was there, a orgasm, that she deadly needed, just any moment.

Kriti’s eyes popped in utter shock, the cock on her pussy gone, she can’t believe that he did it to her, she was going to turn her head around when a firm grip on her neck refrain her in doing so.

TORMENTOR
Jab tak darwaze ki awaz na ho peeche mat dekhna, nahi to randi, nangi sadak pe phek dunga
(he said in an angry tone)

Kriti nodded her head in accord, she heard him pulling his pants up, then a few moments of silence like he was thinking something, then sound of flash like he was taking her depraved pictures, Kriti didn’t flinch, she was in pain not physically but emotionally, that tormentor just broke her heart. Tears developed in her eyes, she felt cheated. From the corner of her eyes, she saw a slip was kept near her by him, she couldn’t figure out what it was? But she care less now. She felt a warm breath near her ear and a dominating whisper “Aslam” and then she heard the gate behind her got closed.

As soon as it did, she got up straight, her nighty conceal her nakedness again, she picked the note, a phone number was written on it and a side note which says “agar zaroorat ho to call karna”. She understand everything, his tormentor name was “Aslam” and he gave his number. But the feeling of being cheated and the associated pain was still intact in her heart.

To be continued...

[raeeskhan]

UPDATE 6

Recap -

She felt a warm breath near her ear and a dominating whisper “Aslam” and then she heard the gate behind her got closed.As soon as it did, she got up straight, her nighty conceal her nakedness again, she picked the note, a phone number was written on it and a side note which says “agar zaroorat ho to call karna”. She understand everything, his tormentor name was “Aslam” and he gave his number. But the feeling of being cheated and the associated pain was still intact in her heart.

Part A

Few days passed since that shameful incident, Kriti can’t forget that humiliating experience and vow not to repeat it ever at any cost. But despite her logical thinking her lustful desires was hard to control, her pussy kept itiching several times a day but she somehow abstained herself from giving pussy the hard scratches.

One evening she was getting ready to attend a party organized by a famous bollywood producer commonly known as GAY (#wink), she wear a ravishing gown, which displays her long chiseled legs.

She was giving final touches to her makeup, when her beloved baby sister entered the room, the lil sanon also looking titillating in her dress.

NUPUR SANON
Ready?

Kriti nodded in agreement. Both the Sanon Sisters came to the parking where the driver opened the door, both of them sited in the car and the car left for the party. During the travel, Nupur was a complete chatterbox while Kriti was lost in her own thoughts. Soon both the Sanon sisters reached the venue, as soon as they exit the car, the paparazzi’s started taking the pictures of both the sisters, that shows the stardom of the Kriti Sanon.

Kriti Sanon smiled in her usual twinkly way, which she had practiced 1000’s of hours in private, not to reveal the true feeling in public. She waived her hand towards the paparazzi’s, as soon as she was going to turn for the entrance, out of the corner of her eyes, she saw someone with the scarf same as her tormentor in the crowd, she stopped momentarily and looked with attention, but his beloved tormentor was not there.

She felt sad no to found him there, Kriti was trying her very best to forget about him, but more she tried to do that more it was painful for her to do so. Somehow, her tormentor (Aslam) lit something libidinous inside her. She entered the party and meet with her fellow stars with the usual blissful way. After the causal meet up, she went towards the bar to fetch her some drink, she was going to collect the drink from the bartender but to her utter shock, she saw it was Aslam who was handing over the drink, she couldn’t believe her eyes and blinked quickly, and was relieved to know that the bartender was someone else.

She couldn’t believe that she was hallucinating about the person who humiliated her to the extreme on that mortifying night. But she can’t help it, her body not listing to her anymore, she somehow needed his touch again on her greedy pussy, in her chain of thoughts, she remembered about the note that he gave her on that night in the stingy room and asked her to “call” if “needed” anything.

She clearly knows what he meant by “needed”, but she didn’t want to felt that shame again, because she was a famous, pro feminist, top notch actress, who has a reputation to maintain, she was no cheap hooker who can be swayed in lasciviousness.

She chatted with her fellow stars just to distract her mind from ASLAM. Soon she felt the need to take a leak, she went towards the washroom, she entered the washroom, lift her gown, lowered her expensive thong and start peeing. While peeing reminiscence about that day with Aslam on the shooting location in the public washroom.

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, her naughty pussy started shivering with temptation for a hard finger fuck, right then and there. Kriti Sanon, the top notch actress tried to fight the feeling but the lustful feeling was overpowering her with each passing seconds. Then all hell break loose, if someone was to witness the scene in that washroom, that scene would forever imprint in their minds till there last breath.

Kriti Sanon was acting like a sexually mad woman, her thong can be seen in the corner of washroom, gown over her waist, her long slender legs up in air wide open in V position, 3 fingers deep down her unchaste pussy, sweat dripping from face, tongue out like a BITCH, and a perverted sexually smile glorifying the whore inside her.

She grunted like a wild animal in the height of pleasure, both the pupil of her eyes hidden, the pace of finger fuck increasing with each passing second, soon we witness the disbelieving sight of 4 of her fingers in the pussy, the pussy elasticity was tested to the extreme.

A moment later the knock on the washroom door can be heard, shows someone was outside the washroom, but Kriti Sanon cared less, her only focus was on her release, she wanted to cum from the depth of her depraved womanhood. Soon we witness her mumbling something, by carefully listing her gibberish started making sesne, she was chanting ‘Aslam, Aslammmm, Aslammmmm...’ in the heights of delight.

Then a jet of naughty juice left her pussy, and the piled up sexual stress depart and a satiated grin was can be seen on her face, and slowly she drifted in pleasurable slumber.

To be continued...

[raeeskhan]

Part B

Recap -

Then a jet of naughty juice left her pussy, and the piled up sexual stress depart and a satiated grin was can be seen on her face, and slowly she drifted in pleasurable slumber.

Now continue -

Kriti was moving back and forth in her room, phone in her hand, contemplating something, after much consideration, she picked a note from the side table and started dialing a number on her phone.

Ringing can be heard from her phone, soon the ringing stopped and a manly voice heard from the other side.

MANLY VOICE
Hello? Kon bol raha he behenchod?

The man rude tone startled Kriti, but a soothing expression could be seen on her face that showed whomsoever she wanted to talk, the fellow picked her call.

Kriti was weighing her sentence, when again the rude tone broke her thoughts.

MANLY VOICE
Bol kon maa chuda raha he bhadwe?

She could feel the anger building in him, so she said in meek tone.

KRITI SANON
Kriti bol rahi hu...

The voice on the other side shushed after her sentence. She was getting impatient about the response from the receiver. Then she heard the voice again.

MANLY VOICE
Kon Kriti, me to kisi Kriti ko nahi janta?

The statement shocked her, for a moment she thought that might be Aslam gave her the wrong number just to tease her, but she wanted to confirm before to reach any conclusion.

KRITI SANON
Kya me ASLAM se baat kar rahi hu?
(suspicion can be felt in her voice)

MANLY VOICE
Ha me Aslam hi bol raha hu, par me kisi kriti-priti ko na janu

Kriti felt relieved and aghast at the same time, she was confused if she’s talking to her tormentor Aslam why he was refusing to recognizing her. But all her doubts been shattered by Aslam next statement.

ASLAM
Me kisi kriti-priti ko na janu par haa me ek haramzadi randi Kriti Sanon ko janu, jiska me YAAR hu, to wo to na bol ri?

Kriti was happy after her recognition and blushed from his perverted comments.

KRITI SANON
Ji me Kriti Sanon hi bol rahi hu

She wasn’t sure why she was acting as though he was her husband, and she had to talk to him respectfully.

ASLAM
Bol sali tu haramzadi Kriti Sanon ke kya? Bol sali zaldi, tame na hai

His tone showed his uneducated upbringing, but Kriti didn’t call him to listen nice things, these derogatory remarks was expected from him and deep down she was looking for this rude and dirty talking from him.

KRITI SANON
Ji me hi hu

ASLAM
Sali me kon theek se bata nahi to pone kat dunga for uthaunga bhi na, chal theek se bata kon he tu

Kriti felt there was no escape from this, she herself called him, he didn’t force her to do so, so why back out now, she have to take part in the game.

KRITI SANON
Ji me Kriti Sanon bol rahi hu.

Kriti felt relived that finally she accumulated enough courage to come out of that humiliation to acceptance. But little did she know, that her humiliation just got started.

ASLAM
Kon Kriti Sanon, sali ye bol ki me haramzadi Kriti Sanon bol rahi hu, agar na bola to phone kata samaj

Kriti was shocked that he wants her to admit the derogatory title and blackmailing her to cut call if didn’t do as asked, she was weighing her next move, but she knows she had to do it else her bodily desire won’t be satisfied.

In the last few days she tried everything to satiate the hunger, bought the big expensive dildo of male pornstars from US, but didn’t work, hook up with male star but the star was unable to even scratch her lust let alone satisfy it, she knew then, that there was only one way to get rid of this itch in her naughty pussy. That’s why she decided to give Aslam the call, as a last resort.

KRITI SANON
Ji..j..i me bol.. rahi hu haram...haramzadi Kriti Sanon

She blushed while admitting the derogatory title. A chortle could be heard from the other side of phone.

ASLAM
Ab aai na sali tu line pe hahaha
(laughing insidiously)
Ab bol mere yaar Aslam hai

She knew there was no way to quit this humiliation, she chooses it so had to obliged with it.

KRITI SANON
Ji mere yaar hai Aslam

ASLAM
Hahaha... ab bol me hu Aslam janeman ki Kriti Sanon raand

She had no choice so did it accordingly.

KRITI SANON
Ji..j.i Me hu Aslam kijane..janeman Kriti Sanon r.. ra.. raand
(while saying ‘raand’ her eyes got lowered in shame )

She knew her acceptance was the final nail in coffin, she surrender her self-respect to a low class person, even who’s face she didn’t see.

KRITI SANON
Shabash meri chamak-challo, ab bani tu meri yaar; meri paki saheli, ab moz marenge dono jamke, ruk thodi der me phone karta hu so mat jana randi; muhaa
(he cut the call after giving her perverted phone kiss)

Kriti put the phone on her expensive bed, a slight grin was seen on her face, she looked relived after her surrender to the might of Aslam, she sat on bed, looked at the mirror and she saw a woman first time after so many years, not a top-notch actress, or a lady who has to be pretentious for the sake of maintaining her stature in society but a real woman who has wanton desires.

To be continued...

[raeeskhan]

UPDATE 7

Recap -

She sat on bed, looked at the mirror and she saw a woman first time after so many years, not a top-notch actress, or a lady who has to be pretentious for the sake of maintaining her stature in society but a real woman who has wanton desires.

Now continue -

Kriti kept waiting till dawn for his call, but he didn’t revert back. She was desperate whole night to talk to him, to listen his derogatory remarks for her, but her wish didn’t full-fill.

The whole day she was lost in his thoughts, deep down her ego was hurt, she couldn’t believe that ‘she; the famoush bollywood actress surrender her self-esteem to a low class being, and he didn’t bother to revert back her call’, whole day her mind was occupied in his thoughts and weighing her last night submission.

Her team also felt her lost in some thoughts but no one dared to ask due to her stardom, in the evening she came back to her home, her beloved lil sis Nupur welcomed her and asked her to freshen up to for dinner, Kriti took the dinner in silence, Nupur also didn’t ask any question.

Instead of joining Nupur in the daily ritual television watching, she retired early to her room, she was anxiciously waiting for his call, but the wait went in vain, because he didn’t call her. She waited till midnight and felt sleep while hoping for call.

Around 2 in the morning, her phone started ringing, she awoke, looked her phone with slit-eyes and a wave of delight run through her veins, because it was Aslam’s call, her beloved tormentor Aslam, to whom she surrendered her respect, her self-esteem.

She picked the call.

KRITI SANON
Hello, Aslam?

Aslam replied with the same harsh tone.

ASLAM
Ha meri chamak-challo, tera yaar aslam bol raha hu...

She blushed but liked the lecherous tone of him.

ASLAM
Bol kon hu me tera?
(asked with dominating voice)

Kriti know the drill and didn’t hesitate this time.

KRITI SANON
Mera yaar ASLAM.

She felt proud of her acceptance of him as her ‘yaar’.

ASLAM
Betichod moz kardi raand tune ye kehke hahaha

She again blushed by his vulgar comment.

ASLAM

Chal apni shakal dikha mujhe?
(he asked with manly tone)

Kriti got confused for a moment, but then think that he might want her again in that small and smelly room, but she was fine with that, she wanted to satiate her bodily desire at any cost, even at the cost of her well maintained reputation.

KRITI SANON
Kha par aana hai, wahi usi room me?
(she asked with genuine curiosity)

Aslam gave a teasing and sarcastic laugh.

ASLAM
Zada zaldi lage tujhe apne chuthad pitwane ki haramzadi hahaha, apni shakal dikha phone me sali kutiya hahaha

She felt embarrassed due to her eagerness to met him and satisfied her desire.

ASLAM
Chal randi photo wala phone mila mujhe; wo hota hai na tum amir randio ke paas lodsApp, uspe

Kriti grin listening to his uneducated comment, and agreed to do so. She cut the call, and gave him WhatsApp call like an obedient puppy, at this time she couldn’t deny him anything, she need him more than he needs her.

Aslam phone rang, Kriti was waiting desperately to finanlly saw his face after such a long play to rat and cat, but when he picked the call, she again felt disappointment because his face was hidden behind pitch darkness.

ASLAM
Wah meri rando moz ka thopda lage tera, kya chudkad shakel hai raat me bhi wah, le dumdar chuma muaaa
(gave her a perverted phone kiss)

Kriti can’t hide her grin, because of her depraved way of talking, Aslam saw that grin and knew he has finally got his prey.

ASLAM
Chal sari light zala de kamre ki, dikha apna chikna badan
(he asked with authority)

She didn’t hesitate a bit, got up from the bed and turns on all the light, her room was well lit by now.

ASLAM
Chal ab phone samne rakh de, aur dikha de apni lambi tandori tange hahaha

Kriti Sanon did what he asked, she kept the phone on table, and showed him her majestic goodness body, she posed like a model, throw her back in seductive poses, Aslam whistled while watching her show.

ASLAM
Wah meri randio ki rani, kya baat aaj to bade mood me lage tu, bina shara ke jalwe bikerti ja ri, chal ib lot ja ped me jake aur phone hath me rakh

She picked the phone and did as ordered. She waited for his next order, the anticipation of derogatory order made her wanton pussy wet, seconds kept on passing and the wait was killing her, she kept staring like a obedient bitch at the black screen of video call.

ASLAM
Mast lagri teri ye randio wali shakal, wah sali raand picture me bhi tu aesi hi randi lage
(he said with sadistic tone)

Kriti blushed from his comment, she couldn’t believe that one day a low class person would insult her like that in her own bedroom, and she would enjoy the derogatory remarks but all the unimaginable was happening today.

ASLAM
Chal randi full nangi(nude) hoga.

Kriti was momentarily hesitate but knew that she herself chooses that path and now there was no question of withdrawing. She got up from the bed, and stars unwraping her posh body but was stopped by Aslam voice.

ASLAM
Sali haramzadi, gandu baap ki beti, nangi kya apni maa ki liye ho rahi hai, mujhe kon dekhayega, nangi hote hue.

She realized her mistake, she quickly picked her phone and adjusted it on the dressing table, so Aslam can see the show of stripping from the famous top-notch, pro-feminist actress Kriti Sanon.

She started lifting her tank top, but was again stopped by Aslam.

ASLAM
Sali ruk, aaj pheli bar mera liye nangi ho ri, record to kar ise, fir mujhe dena, mujhe bhi khushi hogi ki ek badi heroine ko Aslam ne nanga kar diya hahaha

She blushed from the idea of recording, and was reluctant to did so, but was also terrified by the thought of What if Aslam got angry again? She didn’t want him to upset, but not it was her who need him not the other way round.

KRITI SANON
Okay, par record kaise karu
(she asked shyly with a meek tone)

ASLAM
Randi itni badi herone hai or tere dhore camra bhi na, zaldi kar time na hai mera paas, sona bhi hai, chal kutiya zaldi kar

She got scared with his angry tone, and quickly went for her second phone, in less than 2 minutes, her second phone was ready to record her first stripping for her low class Romeo.

She started lifting her tank top, soon the tank top was seen on her posh bed, Kriti Sanon the famous bollywood actress was bare from top, and all that was also recording in her own phone for her tormentor Aslam, to who she surrendered her dignity.

She was expecting another dirty comment from Aslam, but he didn’t say a word, she got anxious and went for her pant, she put the long delicate fingers in the elastic and start pushing her pants down, with each second, her long slender legs were getting exposed for a low class person.

Soon, her pants can be seen on her ankle, and the ravishing actress was in her bra-panty, on a video call with her secret tormentor, in her own bedroom and was getting recorded by her own phone, for her lover, whom she can’t deny anything.

She took the pants from the ankle and toss them at the corner, her long toned legs were on full display, this time she was anticipating rude comment from him, but Aslam was mute, she got the idea that he won’t say anything until she is butt naked for him, she instantly went to unhook her bra, and soon her bra can be seen at the corner as well.

Kriti Sanon small and humble knockers were on display for Aslam, and was also recorded for him, without wasting any more time, she went for her panty, but this time instead of removing them quickly, her slutty mind was telling her to go for a tease for him.

She turned around, her bum was towards the video call and recorder, she looked over her shoulder at the black screen of video call, from whom she knew Aslam was looking her, in her own well lit posh bedroom, she give a flirty grin, like a girl gave to her lover, she went for the panty elastic, without breaking the eye contact with the video call camera, she pushed her panty down.

Her bum crack was exposed, she waited a moment with a teasing grin, then pulled more, now almost half of her toned and chiseled bum was exposed, she gave a teasing twerk to her posh bum, and then pulled her panty all the way down, the panty slid and rest on her ankle, she quickly collected the panty and tossed at the corner.

Now the famous, top-notch, super-feminist, actress Kriti Sanon was totally naked(nangi) from head to toe, in her own luxurious bedroom, on a video call of her tormentor as well as getting recorded for him.

After shedding her clothes along with her shame, she was expecting a dirty comment from him, but he was mum, she thought maybe after some flirt he would passed dirty remarks on the bollywood actress, so she started twerking her chiseled ASS, to the left, to the right, up-down, up-down, she was killing it with her twerking moves.

It was a sight of disbelief, the famous bollywood actress was twerking after midnight, in her own bedroom that also for a low class creep on a video call, and was herself recording her humiliating act.

Suddenly her naked twerking was stopped by Aslam voice.

ASLAM
Gana chale ke maar bade bade thumke; gandu baap ki londiya.

She felt shocked because of his abusive language for her father, but she couldn’t deny him anything even at the cost of her father’s humiliation.

She went for her room stereo, she was felling blessed to have a sound proof room, else her baby sister Nupur Sanon would think she gone crazy at midnight.

She turn on the stereo, which was already set to her own song “Sweety Tera Drama(Bareilly Ki Barfi)”, she hesitate to dance naked on her own song for a moment, but Aslam voice shed that resistance, and her body starts moving on the beats.

ASLAM
Ye baat laga mote thumke randi, wah, shabash, thirka chuthad apne, maar zor zor ke thumke
(he cheered for her)

She was getting comfortable with every passing second, she starts nude dancing shamelessly, throwing her ASS towards the camera, shaking her boobs for video call, beads of sweats starts forming on her forehead.

Her shameless nude dancing was stopped by Aslam voice.

ASLAM
Chut me dana dan ungli mar nachte hue, chal randi shuru kar turant.

She hesitate and her dance stopped, she couldn’t believe that he wants her to do the humiliation fingering on a video call while getting recorded, but her slight resistance was torn by Aslam strong dominant voice.

And she slowly stars fingering her wanton hole, the pace kept increasing with each passing second, her moves become more frantic and soon 4 of her fingers were inside her Cunt, juices was dripping all over the floor, body glistened with sweat, in the background her own song “Sweety Tera Drama” could be heard.

She couldn’t tolerate the pleasure while dancing, so she laid down on her bed, her legs raised in V position towards the camera and video call. “Ahhhhhh”, ‘yaassss’, OMGgggggg’ voices were coming deep from within her, she don’t care anymore what she was doing, all that matter in her own pleasure, a pleasure she now can only get while in presence of Aslam, fingering become so fast that it was nearly impossible to know the pace of fingers movement.

Soon enchanting sight was by seen by Aslam as well getting recorded, Kriti Sanon, the famous, pro-feminist, actress squirted like a faucet, there was no place on her bed which didn’t get wet by her wanton pussy juice, the fountain of cunt juice was wetting the floor as well, her climax stopped after almost 5 minutes, she couldn’t handle the after glow and passed out with a satiated and perverted smile on her slutty lips.

To be continued...

[raeeskhan]

UPDATE 8

Part A

Few days had passed from that shameful incidence, but aslam didn’t contact her; during the last few days her mind roam around her slutty act on the unfortunate night; how she succumb to depravity of her mind and did the unimaginable. But even after all the logical argument given by her mind, her body still liked the act to the core.

Every night from that day onward, Kriti ritual had changed, she anxiously wait for aslam call till midnight, and after that she played her own perverted recorded video on her big room television, and finger herself to unconsciousness, her room was becoming a big pile of mess, bedsheet crumbled like 1000 round of sex, things scattered around like the scene of aftermath of a war; because she roam around her room for finger fuck, her sex hungry mind asked her to do finger fucking on every corner of the room, which results in scattering of things.

A pussy water aroma could be smelled in her room; she banished the maid from entering her room, as she liked that dirty pussy aroma, and wanted the aroma wrapped around her when she performed the starved act of cunt screwing every night.

Kriti wait for Aslam call was killing her, she tried several times on his number but every time it showed his phone switched off; a doubt started forming in her mind, what if she was not good enough for him? What if she didn’t act as slutty as he wanted? a sense of insecurity was engulfing her. She was becoming delusional, like she has to satisfy a low class man needs because if she didn’t her body wants can’t be satiated. In desperation to prove her sluttiness she purchased extremely skimpy clothes for the expected next show, she made up her mind of leaving no stone unturned in sluttiness the next he would call.

But her wait becoming longer with each passing day, due to the severe finger fucking, the filty smell of her room started leaking into the living room area, which was caught by her beloved lil sister Nupur, but she didn’t bring it up with Kriti. Now during her self pleasuring sessions, the fingers were replaced by cucumber, egg plant etc, although she had the money to buy the expensive dildo, but using these cheap alternatives gave her kick like no dildo could do.

Every morning a lot of soaked cucumber and egg plant could be seen lying around the bed, which symbolized the late night wild sessions of Kriti Sanon, but all her efforts were insufficient for the deep itch between her legs, she knew the itch could only be scratched by her beloved tormentor Aslam.

On one fortunate day, when she was getting ready for her daily self pleasure ritual, after waiting for Aslam call till midnight, her phone rang; a hopeful gaze could be seen on her face, she ran towards her phone like a possessed woman, like her life somewhat depends on the phone call.

She looked the screen, a jovial smile erupted on the lips, she quickly picked the call.

KRITI SANON
Aslam, kha the tum? Phone kyu nahi kiya? Pata hai mujhe kitne yaad aa rahi thi?

She was asking questions like aslam was her lover, and she couldn’t handle his cold behavior. But aslam didn’t said a word, she desperately wanted to listen his voice, but he was mute for 2 minutes, she started introspecting, did she said something offensive to aslam? I should apologize to him; I don’t know my crime but I would do it anyway.

KRITI SANON
Sorry aslma ji, mujhe maaf kar dijiye, mere se galti ho gai, please please mujhe maaf kar dijiye

She was apologising without knowing her crime, it denoted the downfall of a rich actress to the level of a bimbo bitch.

She heard a chortle from the other side, and then a big laugh erupted by aslam.

[abcturbine]

Wonderful....
Hot as hell....
Very well narrated...
Your writings remind me of Mgaya..
Keep writing as you are doing so far....
After a long time i have read such beautiful erotica....
Eagerly waiting for next.....
Add emotional introspection of sanon sisters....

[Vanraj 125]

Wonderful....
Hot as hell....
Very well narrated...
Your writings remind me of Mgaya..
Keep writing as you are doing so far....
After a long time i have read such beautiful erotica....
Eagerly waiting for next.....
Add emotional introspection of sanon sisters....

Please write in Hindi language please sir

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