Next morning at 8 AM :
Padma got into the car, it is just second day of shooting but her mind is full of replays of what happened in the past couple of days, Dev and Aaron saw her almost naked and touched her exposed skin in the name of taking measurements and Dev and Kumar touched her buttocks in the name of acting and even made her wear transparent saree and sleeveless blouse.
Padma is trying to make sense of what happened was just a normal thing for all the actress but she can feel the desparation they had while touching her and their gazes that carried hunger were tough to ignore.
Padma closed her eyes to get out of those thoughts and started thinking about Reddy and her relationship.
In a few minutes the car reached the shooting spot, Rhea was there at the gate to receive her and both of them went to the dressing room.
The morning schedule of shooting went normal but once after the lunch.
Kumar asked Padma to change her outfit for the next scene, Padma nodded and went to the dressing room along with Rhea.
Padma looked at the maroon red saree and sleeveless and deep neck blouse placed on the chair.
Padma wore the outfit without much hesitation as it was pretty much the same kind of outfit she wore yesterday.
Dev, Kumar, Padma and the two cameramen reached the same spot as yesterday, the Principal's cabin.
Kumar started narrating the story to Padma and Dev as they settled in the chairs.
The scene was a bold twist in Kumar's script : the journalist-tsacher, aware of the Principal's weakness for women, decides to turn the tables and seduce him in his cabin to gain his trust and access hia secrets.
The action starts :
Padma dbangd in a maroon red saree that clug to her curves, felt a flutter of nerves as she stepped onto the set. Kumar's eyes gleamed with anticipation, while Dev, already in character as the lecherous Principal, licked his lips, barely hiding his lust.
Padma entered the cabin, her heels clicking against the floor. Dev, seated behind his desk, shouted, "You're useless Padma, even after punishment you are unable to control the class, explain your self!"
Padma following the script, took a deep breath and softened her stance., " You're too strict Sir", she said, her voice low and sultry. With a deliberate flick of her wrist, she let the pallu of her saree slip, the fabric sliding down her shoulder to reveal the swell of her blouse-clad chest. The crew held their breath as Dev's eyes widened, the milky white skin, her deep neck blouse hinting the depth between her milky mountains, the shape of her breasts pressing against each other as she bent forward to adjust her pallu.
Dev rose from his chair, his movements slow and predatory. " It's deliberate isn't it"., he said stepping closer until he loomed over her.
Padma tilted her head, her lips parting as she murmured, " A kiss might calm you down, sir. Isn't that what you need?".
According to the script, it was a brief head movements to look like a real kiss.
But Dev had already decided to claim her mouth., He seized her face with both hands, pulling her into a deep, hungry kiss. His mouth claimed hers, tongue pushing past her lips, tasting her with a raw intensity that sent a shockwave through her body.Padma stiffened, caught off guard, her hands instinctively pressing against his chest to push him away.
Before she could pull away, Kumar's voice cut through the haze. " Perfect Dev Sir, you are excellent at modifying the script to attract audience."
Suddenly, Padma felt Kumar behind her, his arms snaking around her waist as he pressed himself against her back. " Relax Padma, Feel his kiss", Kumar whispered into her ear, his breath hot and ragged.
" Let it melt you, show us that conflict, that surrender." his hands slid up her sides, brushing the underside of her boobs through the thin blouse, while his hips ground subtly against her, his dick unmistakable as it pressed into the curve of her ass.
Padma's mind spun. Dev's kiss deepened, his erection now firm against her stomach, his hands pressing her cheeks as he held her captive.
" You taste so good", he muttered against her lips, his voice full of lust.
Kumar's hands roamed lower, gripping her hips to pull her tighter against him, "That's it", he purred, his lips grazing her neck. " Relax and think you are in control, the audience loves that rawness."
Trapped between them, Padma's breath hitched. Dev's tongue teased hers, his dick throbbing through the fabric of his pant, while Kumar's dick rubbed insistently against her ass crack, the saree offering little barrier.
"You are too stiff," Kumar said softly his hands sliding on her hips. " Loosen up, feel the kiss, it's all for the shot".
Dev took her lower lip, his hands dropped to squeeze her waist.
Padma's body betrayed her, a shiver running through her as she closed her eyes and pictured Reddy, she let that memory fuel her performance., a soft moan escaping her lips as she kissed back.
Noticing it Kumar released her and said, " Perfect."
Dev stepped back and wiped his mouth smirking., Padma held her head down, her legs trembling, caught between the rush of the scene and the reality of their hands on her., she wiped her mouth with trembling hands.
Kumar said, "You did great Padma, now you are ready for the scene."
Padma's anxiety creeping high, She slowly raised her head and glanced at Dev, who is already sitting in his chair, with a predatory smirk tugging at his lips.
Padma knows of heroines doing bold scenes like this, she in her nervous state nodded her head for the scene., she wants to complete it in one take as she wouldn't have to endure another take.
The crew reset, and the cameras rolled again.
Padma stood in the Principal's cabin, her saree still slightly askew from last shot.
The dialogues followed by another unscripted move from Dev.
Dev got up from the chair, grabbed her shoulders and spun her around, shoving her upper body down onto the desk, the wood pressed cold against her chest, her boobs flattening beneath her blouse as her breath caught. Dev's body followed, molding against her back, his weight pinning her in place. His lips brushed her ear as he growled, "You deserve punishment, don't you?" his voice was low, dripping with menace and lust.
Padma felt his erection, hard and insistent, shove against her ass crack, the thin saree doing little to dull the sensation. He rocked his hips subtly, grinding into her, his hands gripping her waist to hold her steady. The heat of his body seeped into hers, as she could feel the hardness of his dick sinking into her soft flesh, claiming her in a way that blurred the line between acting and reality.
"You feel that?" he whispered, his breath hot against her earlobe, " This is for teasing me". His grip tightened on her hips as he pressed himself deeper, savouring the way her curves yielded to him.
Then, with a sudden twist, he flipped her around to face him, her back now against the desk's edge.
Dev said, " Okay no punishment, as you said a kiss might do the job".
Dev's hands cupped her face, and he pulled her into a kiss, a deep, possessive and raw one. His lips crashed against hers, firm and demanding, parting them with a flick of his tongue. He tasted her, his mouth moving with a slow, deliberate hunger. His tongue explored her, sliding against hers in a wet, sensual dance, coaxing a response as he sucked gently on her lower lip., his hands slid to her neck, thumbs brushing her jaw as he angled her head to deepen the assault.
Padma's mind reeled, the kiss far beyond the script's head movement. Her heart pounded, everything happening so quickly and her body responding to it.
She know if she fought it, they'd demand another take, so she surrendered, kissing him back with a passion as she missed those Reddy's kisses.
Her lips softened, her tongue tentatively meeting his, and a soft whimper escaped her throat, fueling Dev's fervor.
His dick pressed against her stomach now, throbbing through his pant, and his grip tightened as he groaned into her mouth, lost in the heat of her response.
Seeing all this, Kumar finally said, "Cut".
Dev pulled back slowly, a string of saliva connecting them briefly before he wiped his mouth with a satisfied smile.
Padma straightened, her chest heaving, her saree crumpled and her face flushed. She avoided their eyes, smoothing her hair as her pulse raced.
Dev stepped back, adjusting himself shamelessly, his arousal still evident.
Kumar said, " Brilliant, Padma and Dev sir, you guys gave your best performance for the scene."
The two cameramen shifted awkwardly, their pants tight, as they adjusted their own arousal, as they nodded in acceptance with Kumar.
Padma forced a small smile, her body still tingling from Dev's touch, her mind a tangle of Reddy's image and the surreal intensity of the moment.
Padma's body got used to a lot manly touches and great sex from Reddy which she is missing now, the touch from Dev or Kumar only igniting her desires., but she knows it's wrong, she is just doing it for the movie, she forced herself into thinking that she hates all this but doing it for the movie.
After that Padma changed back to her normal dress and left for home.
Dev and Kumar didn't believe their luck, she kissed back Dev that easily and didn't resist their intimate touches.
At night as Kumar and Dev sat on the sofa drinking and watching the scene on the tv.
"Man, her ass - soft as fuck, like butter," Dev rasped,
"When I jammed my dick into that crack, bro, it was like sinking into a juicy cushion - fat, bouncy, sucking me in. Wanted to smack it raw and fuck it stupid right there." He rubbed the bulge on his pant, smirking.
Kumar cackled, a nasty, guttural sound, chugging his drink. "Yeah, man, I felt that thick ass too. Pressed my dick tight in that groove, so warm, so meaty, wobbling like a goddamn jelly when she twitched. Nearly ripped that saree off and pounded it dry. And those tits - huge, heavy fuckers spilling out of her blouse. Saw em smash the desk when you bent her, bro wanted to squeeze em till she howled."
Dev licked his lips, eyes gone foggy. "Her mouth, though fucking tasty, kissing her was like sucking on candy, all wet and hot. Shoved my tongue deep, licked her up good, and when she moaned, my dick nearly blew in my pant. Could've fucked her mouth all night, that little whimper, still buzzing in my ears."
Kumar nodded his hand stroking his dick, "Yeah, she's got no clue, bro, fuckin us up. That soft body, sticks to you like dough. When I hugged that fat ass. Skin smooth as cream, warm as hell, built for banging. Those tits bouncing under my hands, nipples poking out, wanted to tear that blouse and suck em dry".
" Ass size, man," Dev cut in, voice drooping low and nasty. " So big you grab it with both hands and there's still more. Pinned her to the desk, my dick rock hard, grinding that juicy crack. Felt her meat shaking under me, pure fuckin heaven. Turned her around, saw those lips all puffed from my kiss, wanted to shove my dick in her mouth next."
Kumar grinned, leaning in, reeking of booze and horniness. " Bitch! , she is playing innocent while I am humping her ass and you're tongue-fucking her mouth, dirtiest shit ever, bro too damn hot. Tomorrow I'm going all in, hands on those tits, squeezing those nipples hard. Bet she's dripping under that saree, squirming like that."
Dev groaned, yanking at his pant, his dick bulging like a steel rod. "Fuck yeah, man. Tomorrow I'm bending her again, making her feel every inch of me. She kissed back, that slut, she's starving for it. Tasted like she's begging. Next time, I'll have her choking my name, just watch."
Rhea walked in with alcohol, Dev unable to control took her to bedroom., Kumar started stroking his dick waiting for his turn and imagining Padma.
NOTE :
Sorry for delays and now for this small update, was busy with a lot of things but will try to be regular from now.
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