Fantasy Sex stories of indian Actresses

[sanjaysara]

part 3

'Now open your eyes, Sanjay', she said.

 
I did so. She was standing in front of me with her back to me, facing the shower head. She was only inches in front of me, but glancing down I could see her slender, smooth back, and her pert, round buttocks. And of course her long, black, wavy hair. I could feel my dick was beginning to inflate.
 
'Now Sanjay, I've had a long flight this morning and I need to freshen up. And I find it's a lot easier if you have someone to help you.'
 
'Okay', I offered, only just managing to squeak the word out.
 
'Start with my hair, and make sure you're thorough', she said with the tone of a college teacher, handing me a bottle of shower gel she had brought in.

 
Reluctantly I moved my hands away from my growing cock and put some gel in my hand, and began lathering it into her silky mane. I started at the top, bunching her hair into a pony-tail. This isn't so bad, I thought. But before long I had to move down the hair, and my hands inevitably brushed against her soft back. The sight of the suds slowly sliding down her body and over her prominent ass cheeks made my dick twitch again.
 
I had now done an adequate job of the hair, but even before I finished she had more plans.
 
'Now, my body. You know I'm used to having everything done for me don't you?', she said jokingly.
 
This was getting too much. I had a full on hard-on now, and she was asking for more. I started with her shoulders, massaging the soap in, and my heart skipped a beat as she let out a little sigh of satisfaction. I moved down her back, lathering in the suds. I stopped at her lower back.
 
'Keep going...', she said.
 
With a deep breath my hands began to rub over her ass. It was beautifully soft, yet tight. My cock was no longer just hard, it was throbbing, but I was beginning to enjoy this. Still nervous, I managed to reason that I had no choice in the matter, so I might as well try to enjoy it.
 
'That's enough of the back, she said, before I'd even got to her legs, 'now do my front'.
 
Without responding I slowly moved my hands around her and rubbed some soap into her tight midrift. I needed to move in closer to her to do this, and to my horror my penis nudged against the small of her back.
 
I tried to keep my ass pushed backwards to avoid this, but it was too difficult. She hadn't reacted, so I moved in closer again, and let my cock rest against her back and the top of her ass.
 
'Seems someone's got a bit excited', she said teasingly, but not nastily.
 
I proceeded to massage her tummy (too frightened to move my hands anywhere else) and the movement meant my cock rubbed ever so slightly up and down her slick skin.
 
'Don't be shy', she said, and took my hands, placing them firmly on her tits. I gasped in excitement. I'd never seen a pair in real life, and now I had a pair – a very famous pair – right in my palms. When she moved her hands off mine I gained a little confidence, and began rubbing them gently, spreading some of the soap from her belly upwards, my hands lightly pushing her breasts up with the movement.

 
I felt a twinge in my balls. For a second I thought I was going to shoot cum up her back then and there. I took my hand off her breasts for a while whilst the feeling passed, then returned to them. Now I concentrated on the nipples. The façade of 'freshening up' was past, and I was fully engrossed in this sanctioned groping session. I tweaked her left one a few times, and it hardened in my hand. I played with the ring in her right one for a while.
 
All the time Shriya said not very much, sometimes letting a little moan out, sometimes directing me with her hands. After a few minutes I plucked up the courage to move my hands south, down her breasts, over her tummy. Just as my right hand felt the border of her pubic hair she pulled my hands away.
 
'No, not there Sanjay', she said brightly. 'But you have done very well, and you've been very obedient. Now, how about your reward.'

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[sanjaysara]

part 4 

'No, not there Sanjay', she said brightly. 'But you have done very well, and you've been very obedient. Now, how about your reward.'

 
'Reward?'
 
'Yeah...'. She pushed herself back, pressing her ass into my groin, and for a few wonderful seconds massaged my cock with her bare, slick cheeks. '...You seem quite excited', she continued. 'At least that's how it feels to me'. She turned her head to look at me, a cheeky smile across her face.
 
'Come on', she said, and shuffled around, moving behind me, with me facing away, so we had switched positions.
 
Without the chance to regain my composure she reached around and grabbed my penis in her hand. I gasped and instinctively pulled back, but this merely pushed me back against Shriya and her boobs. Reaching around my chest with her other hand she reassured me, and slowly began to jerk me off.
 
It was incredible. Despite being a virgin I had of course jacked off countless times, but I never thought another human hand could feel this good. My breathing was shallow and fast. I almost felt I was going to faint at first, and had to put a hand against the wall in front of me, but I eventually got used to the feeling of her working my full 8 inches. She mixed it up, obviously experienced at this, sometimes moving up and down the shaft, sometimes massaging the balls, sometimes just squeezing and releasing it quickly. At one point she took my cockhead in the tips of her fingers and squeezed and fondled it so hard I let out a loud yelp.
 
Of course, it wasn't long before I was ready to cum, just a few minutes in fact. Not sure of what I should do I just said:
 
'Shriya, I think I'm about...to...'
 
'Don't worry,' she breathed, 'Just relax and let it happen. It's okay. Just let it happen.'
 
I don't know whether she picked up the pace then, or whether it was the sound of her alluring voice, but I was tipped over the edge. I got the familiar twinge in the balls. My body tensed up, and I reached behind me and grabbed onto Shriya's buttocks to stabilize myself.
 
Sensing what was happening, Shriya showed new depths to her talents, with her left hand firmly massaging my balls, and with her right hand rubbing her thumb over the top of my cockhead. The sensation increased tenfold, now in some ambiguous between pleasure and pain.
 
'Urrrrgggggg!!', I grunted.
 
'That's it honey', Shriya comforted, 'Just let it happen'.

 
Thick strings of cum shot from my cock all over the shower wall in front. After the second Shriya moved back to jerking my off normally, milking every last drop out.
 
'AAAhhhhhhhhh'
 
Fully spent my bodily finally relaxed, my mind in a daze, and my cock enjoying the gentle jerking.
 
I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing. For a few seconds I let Shriya rinse and play with my dick in the water from the shower.
 
'You see, fun with me isn't so bad, is it?', she said, getting out the shower unit, giving me another sight of her perfect ass, and then turning around fully to give me a sight of her front. Again she had that trademark cheeky smile.
 
Drunk with pleasure, I didn't care where I looked any more. For the first time I got a proper view of her full, firm, pert breasts. Still glistening with water they were enough to get my dick to begin hardening again already. Further down I saw her pussy – again the first pussy I'd seen in my life – and boy was it something to behold. Mostly shaved, she just had a tuft of hair left at the top. It was pink, smooth, and likewise shiny with water. My heart skipped again, and I was semi-hard already.
 
'Thank you', I eventually spluttered, not sure what I was meant to say.
 
'Oh come on, I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for me, Sanjay', she said, now drying herself off. 'As I said, things get boring for me sometimes. What is there to do in this hotel? Watch TV and use the gym and pool? I'd rather have some real fun. And...', she continued slowly, 'you, Sanjay, are going to help me out over these weeks. Who knows what we might get up to'.
 
I stepped out of the shower. The pleasure having almost worn off I was now anxious about getting back. But now she was enticing me again. I couldn't help myself but press her about this.
 
'Like what?', I asked, trying to be as provocative as possible.
 
She paused, then seemed to have an idea.

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[sanjaysara]

part 5

 
'Come here Sanjay', she said, dropping the towel.
 
I walked up to her, and she moved towards me as well, reaching to grab onto my dick as she did. Again, I couldn't help but jerk backward, but managed to get used to her gentle, expert touch again.
 
'You're a virgin, aren't you?'
 
'Well', I started, 'Doesn't that...what we just did...was that...'
 
'No, Sanjay, that doesn't count'.
 
'Well, yes I am a virgin then, yes', I confessed, faintly embarrassed.
 
When I said this she stepped a bit closer, and slowly looked down. I followed her gaze, and when fixed on my dick she began rubbing my cockhead against the outside of her pussy. As she used it to massage her bare pink lips my eyes were given a sight that caused me to get completely hard again, and then with that feeling of being close to cumming again. Please don't let my cum all over her, I thought.
 
'A virgin then? Well, Sanjay, maybe we'll see what we can do about that', she said.

 
I was convinced she was about the push me up inside her, and I even lowered myself slightly and pushed forward in anticipation. But as soon as she said it she let go of my dick and stepped away.
 
'But not today, Sanjay, not today'. She began getting dressed. 'But if you're up for some fun, you know where I am.'
 
Deflated, I got dressed too, and after an awkward goodbye rushed downstairs to make myself seen.
 
'Where have you been!', demanded Michael as he passed me in the ground floor corridor. 'What did she have you doing'.
 
'Sorry, Michael', I said, 'Something came up'.
 
Michael having been dealt with, my mind was racing with what happened in the last half hour. I couldn't focus on what I was doing. Twice I had customers come up to me and ask me something, only for me to stare back at them catatonically until they repeated their request.
 
I snuck off to the store room for a break, something I'd never usually do. But now I had something to think about: how to find as many excuses to serve Ms Saran as possible, so we could be alone again.

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[sanjaysara]

part 6

I tried to find an excuse to go to her room later that day, I was so eager. But the senior porters were on shift and I couldn't get a look in. I stayed up until one (I was staying in the staff sleeping quarters at the time, not able to afford to rent in Dubai) hoping to be called upon, or that Shriya herself might ask for me in person like she did before, but nothing came of it.

 
The next day was the same. I tried to make myself seem as helpful as possible, offering to do the errands Shriya had called down for myself, but of course the other staff just thought I wanted to see the famous pop star. Well, I suppose that's true – although I wanted to do more than see her.
 
The day after I finally got a chance. Shriya had ordered two glasses of champagne from room service and I was the only porter in the bar at the time.
 
'Sanjay, you'll have to take these up to the penthouse', called Barry, the bar manager, 'I don't know where the others have got to'.
 
My heart skipped a beat. I had begun to lose hope, but now I was convinced that Shriya had somehow masterminded this so I would be the one to bring her the two glasses: one for her, and one for me. And this seemed to be the exciting truth when I entered her room, finding her alone on the chaise-lange, dressed only in a luxurious white dressing gown. It was casually fastened so a good deal of her cleavage was on view.
 
'Ah, thank you porter', she said delicately.
 
Porter? She knew my name didn't she? She must have been joking. As I put the glasses down I hesitated, about to say something like, 'which one is for me', when I heard another voice.
 
'Yes thank you', said a man to my right, 'Now if you'll excuse us we are in a meeting at the moment'.
 
My face went bright red. I hadn't seen him as I walked in. He must have been her manager or agent, or something.
 
I felt heart-broken. I was all hyped up for this, and was angry at myself for thinking that some pop star would somehow keep tabs on me so she could call on me at the right time, and that we'd have sex. My only consolation was that I hadn't propositioned her before I noticed that man. If I had, I'd have been thrown out of the hotel already.

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[sanjaysara]

part 7 

Six days had passes, and I had given up hope. She had her fun that first day, but surely must have got bored with the idea. Or perhaps she had recruited another one of the porters for her games. Perhaps someone with more 'experience' than me.

 
Then I happened to be walking around the top floor corridor. It was my lunch hour, and I was making my way to the roof terrace when I saw Shriya outside her room, unable to work the key.
 
'Need some help?', I said.
 
'Oh, hello again', she said as she noticed me, 'Yes, the key seems broken'.
 
The electronic key system was notoriously temperamental, so I let her in with my master key, and said I'd get a replacement sent up for her. We hovered in her doorway.
 
'I haven't seen much of you lately', she said, 'Have you been avoiding me?'
 
'Oh no', I insisted, 'It's just that I'm new here, and I don't get to look after the...er...important guests'.
 
She laughed. 'So that's what it is. I thought I'd scared you off that first day'.
 
'No, no, you know, I'd really like to...erm...see you, and stuff...but', I mumbled incoherently.
 
'So why don't you come in now? I've got a job for you'
 
'I'm on my lunch break. But, yes...I'll come in...'
 
'Oh, okay, well I'll be sure to give you a good tip. I don't carry cash, but we'll work something out', she said provocatively, strolling into the room. I followed as she went out to the balcony where a sun lounger was laid out.
 
'I'm going to get a tan while I'm here Sanjay, but you know with sun lotion, there's always some parts you can't reach'.
 
I gulped. Perhaps her 'fun' games were back on. This sounded ominous.
 
'Don't look so frightened', she asked, 'and go into the bathroom and get the sun lotion from the cabinet'.
 
Dutifully I did as she said, and to my shock I returned to find her lying face down on the lounger, completely naked except a pair of sunglasses. I stepped onto the balcony unsurely, not looking at her. Any confidence gained from the shower incident had worn off by now.
 
'Okay, I'm sure you know what to do. Put it on my back', she asked politely.
 

Hesitantly I began to massage the lotion over her shoulders and back. The lotion was thick, so I had to apply a fair amount of pressure over her soft skin. It was as if I were giving her a proper massage. I gradually worked my way down, aware that my hands were getting ever closer to her firm, curvy ass. As I got to her lower back I stopped, assuming she would look after the rest herself, but as soon as I stepped away she interjected.
 
'Hey, don't stop there, there's still plenty of me left.'
 
Without replying, and with a heavy thudding now in my heart, I began to caress her ass cheeks with the lotion. They were beautiful, and my cock was now rock hard. I worked it into the cute little fold between her bum and her thigh, and my fingers explored over her inner leg, so I got a glancing touch of her soft pussy. I thought I heard a brief inhalation of breath from Shriya as I did it. Or maybe it was from me.
 
After that I did her long, slender legs in daze-like state. When I was done I finally stood back from her, moving awkwardly due to my dick straining against my pants.
 
'You've done a good job', she said to me.
 
'No problem...I'll be off now', I replied uncertainly. I was thankful that it was my lunch break, and so I could deal with my erect dick in the staff quarters.
 
'Where are you going?', she said, more as a statement than a question. 'I need you to tell me when 15 minutes is up. I have a problem with falling asleep in the sun.'
 
'Ok...I'll, erm, be back in 15', I said, unsure whether this was part of one of Shriya's games, or she genuinely was worried about sunburn.
 
'No, no', she said, raising herself up a bit to look at me. I'm sure I got a quick view of her right nipple as she did. I was suddenly self-conscious about whether she could sense my state of arousal.
 
'No', she continued, 'It's very hot out here, and you need to watch me so I don't burn'.
 
She was right. It was close to 40 degrees C.
 
'I know it's your lunch-time Sanjay, but as I said...I promise you a tip if you do'.
 
I didn't need much encouragement. So I stood and I watched her as the minutes ticked by. I was excited by the idea that my looking was permitted – demanded even – by Shriya. As the time passed a though occurred to me: after 15 minutes what will she do? Will she turn over, and will she want me to watch her again! The very thought sent my cock straining a bit harder still, and it was all I could think about until the time was done.
 
'Ok, that's 15 minutes', I croaked.
 
'Ah, thanks Sanjay'.
 
And without hesitation or warning she turned over, giving me a view of her full frontal. She must have seen the look on my face.
 
'What's the matter? It's not like you haven't seen it all before, Sanjay', she said, a hint of playfulness in her voice. 'Now, you know the drill, apply the lotion'.
 
This I hadn't bargained on. Surely she could apply it to her front herself? But I wasn't going to argue.
 
I stepped up, awkwardly, and put some lotion at the top of her chest. It wasn't long until I had to move down, though, and spread it over her ample, firm boobs. I massaged it into the left then the right, again having to apply a firm pressure to work the thick liquid in. Her tits were pushed in all directions, up and down, left to right, as I worked it in. I was uneasy about whether she was looking at me. I couldn't tell, because of her sunglasses, is she was looking at my (very red) face, at my busy hands, or even at my unmissibly swollen groin area.
 

I gradually moved down, savoring a last few feels of her boobs at the join with her tummy, and down to her naval. It wasn't long before I was at the top of her pussy. Now, I didn't know if there were rules to this game. She had stopped my before I touched her pussy in the shower, so I decided not to risk it at the moment. In one swift movement I spread some lotion down, barely even touching her. It was enough to make my cock twinge though.
 
As I tried to move onto her legs she realized my lack of courage.
 
'Hey', she said, 'I think you missed a bit. And an important bit too. I don't want to get burnt down there! It's quite exposed you know!'
 
Summoning all the courage I could, I worked some lotion down between her legs, my fingers probing at the unimaginable softness of her lips. I think I had stopped breathing by now. I continued to make sure that every fold and every mound of her pussy was covered in a generous portion of the cream. Again, I'm sure I heard a gasp coming from her.
 
Reluctantly I finished, doing her legs last. And as predicted, she made the same request.
 
'Ok, now you have to watch me again. 15 minutes remember'
 
'Ok' was all I managed to respond.
 
By now I had almost cum in my pants. But the excitement was far from over, as I stepped back to enjoy my freedom to rove over her body with my eyes. I was slightly concerned again about where she was looking, but nothing was going to stop me from looking at her. She was beautiful, every inch of her now somehow looking more perfect after my hands had explored her. Or maybe it was because her body now had a faint glisten with the sun cream.
 
After 10 minutes or so, my trance like state was interrupted when she said something.
 
'You're excited, aren't you Sanjay?', she said.
 
'Erm...what do you mean?', I asked nervously.
 
'Don't be shy Sanjay. Unless you have a sock stuffed down your pants, I'd say you have a boner for me'.
 
'Errr'.
 
'Don't be embarrassed. A girl's allowed to find it flattering you know', she reassured, before adding, 'you enjoyed the shower, didn't you?'
 
'Yes', I replied.
 
'You see. It doesn't hurt to admit these things. Or to enjoy them. Or be proud of them. I tell you what...you've been very kind to me this afternoon. Why don't I allow you a reward?'
 
'Like what?' I asked.
 
'Well, I'll keep sunbathing, but if you want to get your cock out and jerk off, right here on the balcony, that's fine with me'.
 
'Erm, I really don't think...I mean I'm sure you don't want...' I started.
 
'Really, I think it's cute watching guys whack themselves off'.
 
'Ok' I said, not really sure if this was me agreeing to do it or not.
 
'It's up to you. I'm just going to lie back here, and what you do is up to you'.
 
True to her word, she stopped conversing and just rested her head back. Scarcely believing what I was doing I slowly unzipped my pants and got my cock out. The rub against the pants as I did was enough to nearly make me cum, I was so hard. Once it was out, I started moving my hand up and down it, with strokes that despite being so familiar to me now seemed very different in the presence of someone else.
 
I saw a smile creep over Shriya's face as I started jacking myself off. Still standing a couple of yards from her, I gradually built up a pace, focusing on her pussy and tits shining with lotion. Of course, it wasn't any time at all before I needed to cum. I hesitated, not sure if this was part of the deal.
 

'What's the matter?', Shriya asked.
 
'I'm gonna...c-', I said, instinctively stopping myself before saying a rude word.
 
'Well, I think you missed a bit of lotion on me, Sanjay. On my boobs. So why don't you come over here and give me some cream'
 
'Oh, ok', I said, letting go of my dick and reaching for the lotion.
 
She laughed.
 
'No, not that. I want you to give it to me'.
 
I realized what she meant, but the embarrassment had no time to take effect as the mere thought of what she was saying made my balls twitch with that pre-orgasm feeling. Without thinking about what I was doing I stepped over and straddled Shriya, one leg on either side of the lounger. Hurridly I arched my ass outward so I could push my dick down to an angle pointing at her tits, and tugged at my cock. After just three quick strokes I began to come, and a thick shot of cum spat out over her right breast, a second quickly following up over her left. Three more strings of cum covered her chest in a mesh of white, thick goo.
 
After a few seconds I slowly regained my composure, moving off Shriya (who now had a big, satisfied smile on her face) so she could get up.
 
'Well, it's looks like you needed that', she said cheekily, looking down at the quantity of cum.
 
I didn't say anything.
 
'Well I better take a shower now', she continued, 'and before you get any ideas, it's just me this time'.
 
I smiled back at her and stood in a daze, my dick still pointing out of my trousers, and watched her walk back into the main room.
 
'Oh and Sanjay', she said, turning to face me, 'don't you want your tip?'
 
'Wasn't that the 'tip'...?', I enquired.
 
'No, that was you jerking off', she laughed, 'No your tip is: don't just stand there when a girl's sending you big signals for you to seduce her. You'll know for next time'. And with that she turned and walked into the bathroom, leaving me in a mental dilemma as to what she meant. Could I have fucked her just then? How could I be so stupid! I let myself out, and spent the rest of my break running through the whole incident in my head, barely able to believe it, once again.

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[sanjaysara]

part 8 (last part)

It was the next day, and I was suffering mixed emotions. On the one hand, had I blown my chance to fuck Shriya? Had I disappointed her, or was she joking? On the other hand, she referred to the 'next time'. I resolved to me more assertive. And my chance came soon enough.

 
A call came down to reception when I was on room duty, so I was fortunate that it came to me. The guy who took the called my on the walkie-talkie.
 
'Sanjay, you need to get to the Penthouse, you know, the one with Ms Saran in it.'
 
'Er, ok. What for?', I asked expectantly.
 
'Well, I think her TV is broken...but check this out, she phrased it oddly. She said the remote wasn't working, and then asked if I could get a porter to go up and, I quote, 'service her box'! Can you believe it? How did she not see the double entendre! I thought she had a reputation! Anyway, get up there and sort it out will you, it's probably just the batteries.'
 
'Sure thing', I said, smiling to myself, knowing that Shriya would have fully intended the innuendo, and if only that guy knew what I (hoped I) would be getting up to.
 
It takes about 5 minutes to get from where I was, in the basement, to her room. As I made the journey I started to worry about the time. You know, the sort of stupid anxiety that only makes sense in the moment. Would she still be there? Would she still be in the mood? I'd better get there quick. Knowing what she had meant with her coded language, I almost jogged the stretch along her corridor. Finally I reached her door and knocked.
 
To my surprise, to my horror, the door was opened by a man in a suit who didn't even stop to register me before returning to the room, where about half a dozen other suits were sitting in what seemed like a heated debate over a contract.
 
Then I noticed Shriya, looking even more beautiful set in contrast to these starched, highly strung music bods, sat in one of the armchairs wearing her complimentary white dressing gown.
 
She smiled at me as we made eye contact, but not as to give away the fact that we had been 'acquainted' before.
 
'Ah, good to see you porter', she said conspiratorially, 'you're here to look at my TV I hope?'
 
'Er, yeah, that's right', I said, now panicking with the thought that I was arrogant enough not to have even taken anything to fix the TV with.
 
'Ok guys', she said, addressing the suits, 'I'm sure you can manage without me for a few minutes. This nice boy is going to look at the TV in my room. I have to show him what's wrong'.
 
They agreed unemphatically, and continued their argument. I followed Shriya into her room.
 
She shut the door behind us.
 
'Man, they're so boring in there', Shriya exclaimed, as soon as the door shut. 'Sanjay, you've never known boredom until you've sat in a contract meeting. I thought this was meant to be a fucking holiday for me!'
 
She stood, hands on hips, almost in disbelief as to how bored she was. She suddenly regained her train of thought.
 
'Ok Sanjay', she said, looking at me, 'I want you to keep me amused for a little while. And in return I can help you lose that thing...you know...'
 
'My virg...'
 
'That's right', she said.
 
'Right here?! With all those people outside? I don't know, Shriya, what if they hear?'
 
'Well I promise to be quiet if you do', she said coyly, 'What do you say? Do you think you can contain yourself?'
 
I didn't even have to chance to reply before Shriya took a hardback chair from the corner and put it about a meter from the door, facing away from it.
 
'Now sit', she ordered.
 
The thought of doing this with complete strangers, very rich, important strangers, just meters away was terrifying. But I wasn't going to miss this chance. From the last two experiences I found that Shriya knew best, and I trusted her not to get me in trouble. Fuck it, I thought, I don't fucking care about the risk. I'm gonna go for it. I sat down.
 
Shriya then moved to her drawer and slowly, deliberately pulled out some lingerie, a black bra with pink lace, and two pairs of knickers. She moved back over to stand behind me. My heart started pumping a bit faster when I realized what she was doing. She used the bra to tie my hands together at the wrist behind the back of the chair. Without saying anything, she moved in front of me and kneeled down, giving me a generous view of her cleavage. For the first time I realized she wasn't wearing anything underneath her gown.
 
'Now lean back a bit', she asked softly.
 
I leaned back so the front legs of the chair raised off the ground slightly. She then took a pair of knickers and put my foot and the chair leg through on of the holes, doing the same on the other side, so that when I leaned forward again my legs were bound to the chair. She stood up.
 
'I'm sorry to have to restrain you Sanjay', she said gently, 'but it's your first time, and, well, I want to be in control so you don't get too excited and rush through it too quickly. Trust me, I'll be gentle.'

 
Conscious that we didn't have much time, she got things started quickly, loosening the lapels of her gown so that her pert breasts were allowed to poke out. She straddled me and I felt her panty-less ass rest down onto my crotch. She gripped me around the head and pushed my face into her chest. I sucked on her left boob as best I could given the force with which she was massaging herself with my head. All the time she moved her ass back and forth over the groin. Before long her boob was wet all over with my saliva, and she was able to rub it over my face with the extra lubrication. Of course, I was getting a major hardon whilst this was going on (this was the idea, after all).
 
'Well it feels to me like you're ready', Shriya said, moving her ass firmly over my groin a few extra times to make sure. She pulled away from me and I gasped for air and for her tit at the same time. But she pushed me back into the chair and stepped off me, now reaching down to unzip my trousers. I pushed myself up so she could get them down enough for my cock to be properly exposed.
 
'My, you are ready aren't you?', she giggled as she got a proper look at my dick. She was right – I don't think I'd seen it this big before, and the tip was throbbing fast.
 
Without removing her gown properly, she parted the lapels at the bottom to show her pussy, which looked every bit as good as I remembered, shaven and glistening with pre-cum. Straddling me again, she rubbed her hand over her wet pussy and used the juice as a lube to jerk me off, moving up and down my shaft half a dozen times with a slow, tight movement.
 
The expression on my face must have been priceless because she couldn't suppress a giggle as I desperately tried to avoid moaning with pleasure. This whole thing had taken place in near silence, and it had to stay that way if we weren't to be caught.
 
Keeping her grip on my aching cock she lowered herself onto the tip, rubbing it over the outer lips of her pussy a few time, and then pushing herself down ever so slightly, so just a centimeter or so of me was inside her. Putting her hands on my shoulders, she looked into my eyes.

 
'Ready?', she whispered.
 
'Yep', I said through a croaked voice.
 
Keeping her penetrating eye contact all the time, she slowly lowered herself onto me. The feeling was exquisite, so much better than I'd imagined (and believe me, I'd been imagining it a lot as an 18 year-old virgin). The warm, wet, tight rubberiness was amazing. With each inch the feeling got better. I felt like I wanted to buck my hips and cum as soon as I could, but I restrained myself. The slow, tantalizing movement was like a mixture of torture and heaven.
 
About halfway down my shaft she paused, and after a slight look of discomfort continued down. I felt her grip tighten on my shoulders as she took the last few inches, and rested her weight fully on my lap. For the first time I remembered that this was pleasurable for her as well as me.
 
She then lifted herself upward again, going at the same slow speed. I gasped with pleasure, at the novelty of the how it felt after a change of direction. She lifted herself up so my cock was only just a centimeter or two inside her again, allowing me a few seconds to catch my breath again, and then proceeded down.

 
After a few movements up and down the shock of it began to wear off, and I was able to enjoy it, rather than just instinctively wanting to blow my load. I guess this was what she planned.
 
My heart skipped a beat as I heard a knock at the door. Had they heard us!? Then a voice.
 
'You ok in there Ms Saran?' called out one of the suits.
 
Without a hint of worry Shriya replied.
 
'Yeah...I'm coming soon', she yelled. I smiled at her joke. 'He's just showing me how to use his...remote.'
 
'When you're ready then', the voice said, and I heard the person walk away from the door.
 
Back to business, she started to built up a bit of speed, taking shallower strokes instead of going all the way down to my balls, and I noticed her breathing becoming quicker and shallower also. She bounced up and down for a minute or so, but this was too much for me, and I began to feel like I was about to cum. But she saw the look on my face and realized she'd got to quick to fast, and stopped dead for a few seconds so the feeling passed.
 
'You ok', she said sweetly. I nodded in reply.
 
She resumed the movement, slowly building up the speed again. I was sweating now, not with the action but with the excitement. A few more times she sensed I was about to cum and slowed right down, or even stopped, but with each time I was able to take a more vigorous fucking, and it wasn't long before she was able to enjoy a good speed. From time to time she would lean forward and allow me to suck on her nipples, which she seemed to enjoy. Of course, she couldn't moan out, but I could sense it from her heavy breathing and her right grip on my shoulders.
 
She now wasn't just moving up and down me. She was pushing her hips back and forth as well, getting the full effect of my cock in her pussy. She was sweating now too, with the exertion of her hips bucking away on my dick.
 
She then pulled her chest to my head and quickened her pace. I felt her muscles tighten around my cock, and she only just managed to stifle a deep moan of pleasure. Without warning she violently arched herself right back, gripping me by the elbows to stop herself falling, and wrapped her legs around the back of the chair. Her hips bucked faster and faster, her boobs bobbing quickly up and down, her pussy getting a renewed feel of my cock at this new angle. Then her pussy muscles spasmed and tightened, and again she suppressed a moan, an almost pained expression forced across her face. I guess she must have cum, because she eventually slowed, her eyes closed and her pussy still tightened. After a minute she had sat upright again, her face exhausted and contented.

 
And I hadn't cum yet! This girl was amazing. It was my first time, yet she knew enough about getting herself off that she could do it before me. She knew more about my dick than I did!
 
She eventually lifted herself off me, the feeling of her pussy now slicker and more relaxed.
 
'Phew, well, back to my meeting', she whispered.
 
'But...', I started.
 
'Hey, I'm only joking Sanjay. I wouldn't let you get this far without you getting yourself off.'
 
She untied me and I stood up, my cock still rock-hard. Shriya had abandoned the dressing gown, which was barely covering her at all by the end of it anyway. She walked over to the corner of the bed and bent forward slightly, her legs parted.
 
'Come on then, stud. Do your thing', she asked.
 
The view of her legs, ass and pussy was amazing. Her thighs were slender, brown and perfect. Her ass as pert and round as ever, and her pussy now totally wet and inviting. I stepped up pushed my dick into her, gripping her unsurely by the hips. For the first time I began to experience the fucking under my own control, taking long, deep stoke after long deep stroke. I took my hands of her hips, gave her a few more strokes, then reached under her to feel her boobs, still moist with her sweat. She then lifter her right knee onto the bed, giving me more easy access to her pussy, and I was able to push a bit further into her each time.
 
'Aaaahhh, yeah', she whispered, enjoying this new position.
 
After a minute or so I resumed gripping her by the side of her ass, and aware that I couldn't prolong the inevitable much longer, I started fucking as hard as I could. The extra force pushed Shriya forward and down to a lying position on the bed, but she kept her legs parted and her ass in the air enough for me to keep pounding at her.
 

And then I came. It was like no other orgasm I'd had. It started in my stomach and balls, and the feeling was so intense I had to force myself to resist the instinct to back off it. Then the powerful twinge in my balls, and a feeling that spread over my body. I forced myself not to cry out, putting my energy into fucking Shriya. I managed to pull out in time, and the first, huge, string of cum flew up the length of her beautiful body, covering her back and some of her hair. Using my left hand on her ass to support myself, my right hand jerked the rest of the cum out, which covered her back, until she turned over, smiling, and milked the rest of it out over her tummy.
 
It must have been a good few seconds before I even remembered where I was. Shriya was wiping the cum off her with one of the pairs of panties, and then put her gown on. Suddenly aware of the people next door, I hurridly zipped myself up and moved toward the door. But I had to say something to Shriya.
 
'Shriya, erm...thank...', I started. But she put her finger to her mouth to stop me continuing, and walked up to me with a wry, friendly expression over her face.
 
She then gripped the belt buckle of my trousers, and with her other hand stuffed the panties down there, then giving my groin a reassuring pat.
 
'A souvenir of your first time – I hope it met your expectations.' She said sweetly. 'Just don't tell anyone who you got them from, ok?'
 
And with that I left, slightly conscious of the bulge in my groin, but happier than I'd ever felt. Just don't tell anyone who you got them from, she had said. I laughed to myself. As f anyone would believe me even if I did!

the end.

[sanjaysara]

Hope you all enjoy my fantasy, please give your valuable feedback and suggest which actress would be next

[Kalyan143]

Good stories

[K.rahul]

Super updates on Shriya
Keep rocking bro

[sanjaysara]

Next story is on Aishwarya rai

[sanjaysara]

10. Meeting Mrs. Aishwarya rai bachan 

 
You are a courier for a delivery service. You spend your day running around the city, delivering high value items or important messages to high profile clients. It is a decent gig, and the pay is good, but it doesn't leave a lot of free time. Checking in with your supervisor, he hands you a large envelope and a custody chain form. You sign the form acknowledging receipt of the package and look at the address... Not too far away, and it is to be delivered directly to Mrs. Aishwarya rai bachan. "Huh," you mutter. "This should be interesting..."
 

***************

 
Across town, Aishwarya Rai is fuming. Pacing back and forth in the office she is renting while her staff plans her new movie project, she clenches her fists as she talks to her lead PR rep.
 
" I'VE HAD IT!" Aishwarya bellowed. "I'm tired of Abishek, it was bad enough that he knocked up our own maid’s daughter and we had to hire that private investigator to cover it up, but then he has to sleep with that mallu bitch Nithya menon? He needs to GO!"
 
Her personal assistant listened patiently to the rant and immediately launched into damage control mode. "Listen, mam, I understand... but you are in a bad position. As the darling of the far right, but your husband’s parents are very conservative, very cultural and VERY good hearted people... doing anything other than a good wife to your husband will kill any hopes you have for future. Divorce and separation are out of the question."
 
Pausing by her desk, Aishwarya slammed her fist onto the surface as her shoulders shook with rage. "So I have to forgive all his faults... is that what you are saying?"
 
" Basically..." her assistant shrugged as she stood up. "Listen, I'll make sure this stays out of the papers... press people don’t want this advertised any more than you do. I suggest you take a few days break and to unwind somewhere. The last time you were this upset is how the filmfare interview occurred, remember?"
 
Aishwarya nodded her head as her aid left the room. Walking around the desk, she took a seat at her chair and leaned back.
 
"I swear to God..." Aishwarya muttered. "Todd pulls this shit one more time and I'm gonna fuck the first guy I see."
 

***************

 
Stepping out of the elevator, you head down to the suite of offices being rented out by the Aishwarya Rai trust. After talking to one of the staffers, you are shown to Aishwarya's office where the former miss world was sitting at her desk.
 
"Ms. Rai, you have a delivery." Announced the aide. As the receptionist closed the door, you walked across the room and handed her the envelope.
 
"Sorry to disturb you, Ma'am, instructions were to deliver to you only. If you could just sign..."
 
You attempted to have Rai sign the delivery confirmation, but she showed no signs of acknowledging you. Her entire attention was focused on opening the envelope and reviewing the contents.

 
The envelope was from Rahul, a private eye she kept on retainer to look after Abishek. The envelope was stuff with surveillance pictures of Abishek dressed in a Sailor Moon outfit taking it in the ass from a young female staffer with a strap-on. Aishwarya stood up sharply and tossed the pictures across the floor.
 
"THAT SON OF A BITCH!"
 
Beginning to get uncomfortable, you tried again to complete your task. "Um, Ma'am, if I could just get you to sign this form..."
 
Storming over around the desk, Aishwarya rips the clipboard from your hand, hastily signs the receipt, and slams it back into your chest.
 
"Thank you, Ma'am..." You hold off on adding the 'have a pleasant day', being as you don't think it will be well received and start heading for the door. As you reach for the handle, you hear Aishwarya say, "Wait..." You turn around and see Aishwarya sizing you up. Wearing a white blazer, red skirt, white pantyhose and high heels, she stands aggressively with her fists planted on her ample hips. The blazer hugs her waist and clings to her breasts as they heave with pent up frustration and anger.

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[sanjaysara]

part 2.

"Come here..." she commands. You walk over to where she stands; trying to maintain eye contact and ignore the raising hard-on, you are starting to sport in the presence of the attractive woman.

 
"Look..." Aishwarya points to the pictures on the floor of her husband in various compromising positions. "This is what I have to go home to. This joke is the only option I'm supposed to have to meet my womanly needs..." She steps forward and firmly places a hand on your crotch.
 
"Not today..." she growls. "Well, I... uh..." you stammer." I really need to get back to wo..."
 
Before you can finish the sentence, Aishwarya grabs the collar of your shirt, pulls you down to her, and begins to kiss you passionately. You try to pull away but she grabs your crotch with a vice-like grip and continues to press her tongue into your mouth. With an animal-like growl, Aishwarya forcefully pushes you away and you fall into one of the over-stuffed chairs in the office. Grabbing the front of her blazer, she rips it open, sending the buttons flying across the office. Shrugging her shoulders, she lets the blazer fall to the floor as she walks around behind you.
 
You start to stand back up, but Aishwarya grabs your shoulders and slams you back down into the chair. You can feel her lean in next to your ear as she whispers in a husky voice. "I'm going to give you the best fuck of your life..."

 
She finishes unbuttoning her blouse as she walks back in front of you again, letting it drop to the floor next to her blazer. A black lace push-up bra holds her beautiful C-cup tits. Stepping forward, she goes down on her knees between your legs and begins to unbuckle your pants.
 
You try to stop her, but she slaps your hands away.
 
"Let's see what we've got to work with here...," she growls. Forcefully tugging your pants down around your knees, Aishwarya repeats the process with your underwear. She grins wickedly at the sight of you cock standing at attention for the former Miss world.

 
"Now THAT is a proper way to greet a lady..." Rai purrs. Reaching up, she takes the bobby pins out of her hair and lets her gorgeous dark brown hair fall to her shoulders. Looking directly at you with her deep brown eyes, she grabs your shaft with her hand and slowly begins to stroke it towards her beautiful tits.
 
"Ooh, you are soooo hard. Did I do that?" she coos evilly.
 
You moan as she gently fondles your balls. Your cock is so hard it is almost painful.
 
"I'll bet you've thought about me before, haven't you... have you thought of me while you were fucking some other girl?"
 
She continues to tug on your prick, slowly increasing rhythm. You watch her stare at your cock while she strokes, and then her hungry eyes look at you over the top of her glasses.
 
"Or maybe you thought of me while you were jerking off... all by yourself... alone. Any woman in the world you could choose, and you think of me while you pleasure yourself..."
 
Reaching behind her, she unfastens her bra and lets it fall to the floor, releasing her beautiful firm breasts. She's kept in good shape over the years, and her natural tits show no signs of sagging.
 
As the MILF continues to milk your cock, you start to feel yourself ready to cum. Sensing your imminent release, Aishwarya quickens her pace; gripping your cock tighter as she rapidly strokes your pole from the tip to the base. The honey-blonde highlights of her hair wildly intertwined with the dark brown strands as her hair flails back and forth. She furiously tugs on your cock, her tits bouncing from the motion of her arm. Giving you one of her trademark winks, the ex-miss world continues to tug furiously on your cock, pulling it towards her as she eagerly awaits your release. The sight of this famous actress on her knees before you with your cock in her hand is too much to bear, and you begin to cum.
 
" That's it, baby... Give it to me. I want it. Give it to me NOW!"

 
Rai devours your cock with her hot mouth one last time. As soon as her tongue touches the head of your prick, you begin to shoot your load deep into her throat. She continues to stroke your shaft as she sucks hungrily on the head. Two more volleys of cum shoot down the MILF's throat before you begin to go soft. Slowly pulling her lips from your dick, Aishwarya gives you another wink as she opens her mouth to show that it wall was dutifully swallowed, not a single drop escaped.
 

"Good boy... very good... But you better have more where that came from." Aishwarya guides you back up out of the chair as kisses you deeply. Standing in front of the desk, her skirt hiked up around her curvy hips exposing her black garter and stockings, she slowly strokes your dick with one hand as she caresses your chest with her other.
 
You respond by firmly kneading her beautiful ass, then slowly trailing your fingers up her sides until you start to fondle her gorgeous natural tits. Ample and firm, the moans slightly as you begin to harden once again. Aishwarya guides you back up out of the chair as kisses you deeply. Standing in front of the desk, her skirt hiked up around her curvy hips exposing her black garter and stockings, she slowly strokes your dick with one hand as she caresses your chest with her other.
 
You respond by firmly kneading her beautiful ass, then slowly trailing your fingers up her sides until you start to fondle her gorgeous natural tits. Ample and firm, the moans slightly as you begin to harden once again. "Turn around, mam..." You order. "I'm going to fuck you like Abishek never has..."
 

Turning around, Aishwarya bends over the desk and grabs the far edge. Her ass pointed directly toward you as she looked behind her, staring greedily at your cock. Stepping up behind her, you massage her ass checks for a moment before pausing the smack her hard on the ass.
 
"Uh..." Aishwarya moans. You smack her ass again. "Ah..."
 
Taking your throbbing cock in your hand, you guide the head to the outer folds of her soft pussy. You rub it back and forth against the sopping wet outer lips, covering your tool with her juices. Rai squirms as you continue to tease her with your prick.
 
"Please..." she rasps huskily." Just fuck me!"
 
" Your wish..." you smirk as you pull your cock back away from her gash. "...is my command." You slam your dick forward, penetrating her cunt with a single thrust, her own cunt juices providing no resistance for your manhood...
 
"AAAHH!" she cries out in pleasure. "YESSS!!!".
 
You grab her hips forcefully as she whips her head towards the ceiling, enveloped by absolute pleasure. You pound her pussy with several more thrusts from behind as she begins to rock back and forth, timing both of your thrusts to push you as deep and hard into her womanhood as possible.

 
"Harder!" she cries. "Faster!"
 
You respond by pounding your dick into her pussy like a jack hammer, slamming her so hard that both of you end up moving the desk forward as her whitened knuckles clench the desk as hard as she can. Several items on the desk crash to the floor as you forcefully fuck this hot MILF from behind.
 
"Aaaaaahhh" she cries out. Your continue thrusting your cock in and out of her gash. Her pussy is tight, gripping your cock, and you continue to fuck it relentlessly. After several minutes, moaning becomes cries of pleasure.
 
"YES! YES! YES!" She screams. "FUCK MEEEE... FUCK MEEEEEE... Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God..."
 
Taking a glance towards the door, you see no signs that anyone outside the office can hear what is going on.
 
"You like taking that cock, don't you bitch?" you growl. "Abishek ever fuck you like this?"
 
Her only response was a deep moan as she started to push her ass back to meet each of your thrusts. She stands up and arches her back, her soft hair brushing against your chest. Her glasses fall from her face from the force of you slamming her ass from behind. You reach around and roughly fondle her firm breasts while you continue to fuck her soft hot pussy. As you pound her from behind, you smack her ass once again.
 
"Aaahh..." Aishwarya moans. "Again!" she begs.
 
You comply with her request, smacking her hard enough to leave your handprint on her left ass cheek. She squeals with pleasure as your dick claims her cunt as your own.
 
"Turn around..." you order." I want to see your sexy tits."
 
She spins about, as you grab her ass and hike her up back on top of your dick once again. Leaning back with her elbows on the desk, she wraps her shapely stocking encased legs around your waist as you resume fucking her moist cunt. You watch her perfect C-cup breasts bounce wildly up and down as you continue your assault upon her pussy.

 
It isn't long before she arches her back so far her head touches the desk. You tighten your grip on her hips and start thrusting upwards as hard and fast as you can, watching her ripe tits bouncing furiously.
 
"AAAAHHHHH!" She cries out. You feel her entire body shudder as wave after wave of orgasm hits her. As the last wave crashes over her, you feel you own imminent release building. You pull your cock out of her quivering pussy. Grabbing her shoulder, you spin her around as she drops to her knees before you. You squat down slightly before her chest and place your dick between her two ample tits. She dutifully pushes her breasts together with her hands as you quickly fuck her tits.

 
"Come on, baby..." she coos." Give it to me. Fuck my tits, I want to feel your hot cum on me."
 
Watching your member slide between the breasts of the most famous modern female actor while she is talking that dirty is too much to bear. Within moments, you pull back as volley after volley of cum erupts from your cock and sprays across her chest. You hit each of her tits with a good load and cry out as the final load shoots out to catch her squarely in the eye. "Aaaaaah!"
 
The cum-covered former Miss world smiles, and taking your cock in her hand, carefully licks away the last remaining drops of your seed.
 
Smiling, you stand up and retrieve your clothes. Aishwarya lies back in the overstuffed chair, glowing from the thorough fucking she had received, watching you get dressed. You grab your clipboard and nod your head towards Rai's prone body.

 
"Thank you so much, Ma'am."
 
Smiling devilishly, Aishwarya rubs the cum on her left tit around her nipple. "I'll be sending myself a package next week... I'll be expecting you then."
 
Whistling happily to yourself, you leave the office and head towards the elevator, her staff in the anteroom completely unaware of what had just happened.

the end.

[sanjaysara]

hope you all enjoy my story,, give your valuable feedback and suggestion

[KareenaKapoorLover]

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specially that Kareena Kapoors update was just so good..  

please write something more on Kareena..

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[sanjaysara]

Next story is to celebrate the birthday of Flora saini

[sanjaysara]

11. SENSUAL LIFE WITH A FAN (FLORA SAINI)

 
Hello there. Now, i am not gonna bore you with an introduction but every story has to have an introduction. I will try to be short so we can get going with main plot.
 
My name is Sanjay and i am a porn addict especially hottest indian web series. I have jerked and masturbated so many times in a day. I don't know if it’s good or bad but all i know is that at the end i feel so out of the world.
 
I love all kinds of theme, stories, movies about porn. Dirtier the better. But in here, i am going to write my very first real crush series about a actress whom i really love and lust with all of my heart. And i can do anything for her just like a mad lover.
 
The lucky lady's name is Flora Saini. The name itself has so much power that whenever i hear her name, my dick rises up instantly. She has got a real killer beauty that can make almost any man weak and crazy for her.
 
In this series, i am going to write about her Secret life which is with her beloved fan - Me. So, sit back, relax, get some lube, and enjoy reading my series. And if you like my stories, send me your feedback.

 
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Year: 2018
 
I was in CapeTown for some important business work for few weeks. And i gotta say, CapeTown is one wonderful place. It was 10 o clock in a morning and i had 30 minutes left for my work to get started. I was having a coffee in a restaurant which was near by a sea and my house..
 
It was a busy place. And i was busy checking my emails on my laptop while sipping a cup of coffee. I was checking out a menu on a adboard and i glanced at lady coming from a sea shore towards a restaurant. She was looking like 40 but much younger. She was wearing black bikini with a black thong. She also had a Red spa gown in her hand which was obvious she was coming out from a spa massage. Her skin was oily and fair. Her hair was thick black long and touching her waist. Speaking of waist, she had killer curves. She had a glow on her face which was so natural that she didn't needed a single thing from a makeup. In short, she was looking drop dead gorgeous and sexy..

 
She went to the front counter of restaurant and started talking with a receptionist. It looked like she knew her. After few minutes, she started coming over my table. When she passed besides me, she was smelling so nice with her perfume. She sat across my table. I tried to look busy but true thing was that i couldn't take my eyes off her. Her breasts were looking huge in that black bikini. It looked like her breasts were suffocating in the bra and wanted to come out so bad..
 

When i was checking her boobs out, she caught me looking at her and started smiling at me instead of getting angry. I was surprised because i thought i might get a slap in early morning which i dont think i deserved. After changing my point of view from her boobs to her face, i thought in my head that i might have seen this lady somewhere else. Then it hit me, I have seen her in web series Called "Gandi Baat". It was Flora Saini who was sitting across my table in CapeTown..
 
I remember when my dick got hard when i saw her 1st time in the series. I masturbated like crazy to her images in Google search after watching that series. I know "Anveshi jain" was also in a series but she was looking like a cheap model of Maruti which noone wants to buy. I couldn't believe my eyes that "Flora Saini" herself is sitting across few feet away from my table. But i had to make sure that it was really her..
 
I stood up from my table. I grabbed a napkin and went over Flora's table and i said to her "Autograph please".
 
She looked up and said "Excuse me?"
 
I replied smartly, "You head me, Miss Flora"
 
She got surprised and said, "How do you know my name? Have you been stalking me?"
 
I said to myself replying her question that not yet but soon.
 
I replied, "No Mam, but i was sitting across your table and i noticed your striking face and it looked very familiar to me and that's how i knew that its the one and only Flora Saini".
 
"Are you a fan?" She asked.
 
"A Die-hard one" I replied smartly.
 
"Really? Ok then tell me, What are my 2 favorite colors?" She asked



 
"Pink and White" I replied.
 
She smiled, "Lucky guess. Ok, what about my Favorite actor of all time?"
 
I said, "Without a doubt, SRK"
 
She got impressed and replied "That's quite good"
 
"What's your name?" She asked.
 
"Sanjay. But, you can call me Sanjay" I replied.
 
"Ah, i like that name" She said.
 
"Thanks" I said.
 
"I am surprised that you noticed me here. Grab a seat, Sanjay" She smiled while getting a napkin off my hand.
 
She signed her sexy signature on napkin with a marks of "xoxo" and "Love from PC" which i thought was cute and hot.
 
"What brings you here except the beautiful scenery" I asked.
 
"You're right on the beautiful place. But i am here for my next shooting. What about you?" She said.
 
I replied, "Oh, that sounds interesting. I am here on a little business trip of my company. I do software-hardware imports-exports. Which series are you shooting?" I asked.
 
"That's quite nice. I like people who work for themselves. It's too soon to talk about it but since you are my die-hard fan, i am gonna tell you the name of the series. It's called "Wanna Have A Good Time". It's a Sensual Drama with Suspense." She said.
 
"Hmm, that sounds hot. I always wished how would you look like if you were in a sensual character. Looks like my wish has come true." I said.

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[sanjaysara]

part 2 (last part)

"Oh, i am glad your wish has come true. To be honest, i picked this web series because i really liked the script. And when people will see the series, they are going to love it" She replied.

 
"That's for sure. People are going to love this and every movie that you will do in future. Because you are talented and freaking hot!" I said
 
"Aww, thank you so much. So sweet of you to say that. Hmm, You really think i m that hot?" She asked while smiling naughtily.
 
"Without a doubt, I have seen you in your very 1st movie which was Called "Prema Kosam" the telugu movie. To be honest, i felt in love with you. Because you were stunning in that movie. And after that in "Gaandi baat", you were beautiful and hot!. Believe me, after " Gaandi baat " i became your true fan of your talent, beauty and hotness!" I replied.
 
"That's so touching. I am glad to know that i am your favorite. You may be the only FAN that has watched and admired my beauty and hotness in "Gaandi baat". She said.
 
"Are you kidding me? I watched that episode so many times and every time i watch, i get a solid hard on when i watch you. Sorry, if i am being out of line here, but being honest". I said.
 
"Not at all. I like honesty. Infact, it's kinda hot hearing that you had a hard on while looking at me" She bit her lip after saying that.
 
"Oh yah, I even googled your images and Masturbated few times in a day because i simply felt in love with your body". I said honestly.
 
"Wow, you really jerked off on my images? That is so hot to hear. You really wished i was there in a room with you when you jerked off, didn't you?" She started noticing a hard on that i was getting when i was talking about her like that.
 
"Believe me, it was midnight and lights were turned off. I was jacking my dick like crazy to your images. I wished you were there so i could make you and me both happy, if you know what i am saying" I said.
 
"Yeh, i know what you are saying. Infact, i can see the live reaction right now in your pants" Flora laughed.
 
"Ah, I am sorry. I couldn't keep it in control. Specially when you are around me." I also laughed and replied.
 
"Nothing to be sorry, Sanjay. Infact, talking honestly and candidly is turning me on too.." She said out loud.
 
"Wow, i am amazed to hear that, Flora." I was surprised.
 
"Wow yourself, You have got a quite a huge piece of meat down there. How big are you, Sanjay?" She asked while biting her lips again.

 
"It's just happy to see your sexy body i guess. Last i measured, it was full 9 inches long" I said proudly.
 
"Whoa, That is huge, Sanjay!. To be honest, i like big cocks. More tasty and More fun" Flora said.
 
"Thanks. That's good to hear. Sounds like you have had one in you" I winked and asked her.
 
"Nah, I have many, is that a problem to you?". Flora winked back at me.
 
By hearing that, my cock grew to its max. She noticed and smiled back at me and said, "Hmm, looks like someone is happy to hear that, hmm?"
 
"Very happy. Looks like i have to cancel my work today" I replied naughtily and placed my hand on her hand.
 
"Don't you even dare thinking about work when i am around." She replied and placed her second hand on my hand.
 
I went near her left ear and whispered softly "I want to fuck you right now, Flora!"
 
She got so turned on my that as she liked whispering. "Even i want you to be the 1st one to take your virginity away, baby" She whispered back to me.
 
My dick instantly starts shaking inside my pants hearing that from her sexy lips. I got up, took her hand lead herself after me in a parking lot near by my car. We hoped in and i started to drive to my place which was few miles away from the restaurant. Flora was so turned on at the restaurant by my hard on that she started to put her hand on my crotch and rubbing it real good while i was driving. She couldnt resist her self. I was amazed and feeling so good because Flora Saini her self was in my car and i was getting a luxury treatment from her self..
 
I said out loud, "Wow Flora, your hand feels so good on my pants". After hearing that she started unzipping the fly of my pants slowly and she put her hand inside my pants. Now, she was touching my super hard cock with her soft hand. She then said sexily, "How about now, baby?". I closed my eyes for few seconds and i couldnt speak because i was feeling so good with the touch of hand. She then smiled back and replied, "Hmm, Oh Sanjay! it feels so huge in my hand. Can't wait to feel it in my mouth and my two holes." I was moaning and i didnt even realize that i reached above 110 km. It was a feeling like heaven getting a handjob from a sexiest angel on the planet..

the end.