Fantasy Rakul Preet Singh's Visit to Japan

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That was her cue. She came out from behind her desk and did her curtsy. It must have looked ridiculous. Her in that stupid dress which was bunched around her hips, her tits and her pussy on display, cum on her face, in her hair, covering her tits and running out of her well fucked cunt, and rivulets of piss running through the cum crust. She also must have smelled awful.



After a huge applause from the audience she slowly walked off the stage where Mitsumi was waiting for her. She was beaming.

"You were great," she said. "The host really liked you a lot!"

"Good for him," Rakul replied tiredly.

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The rest of her stay in Japan was crazy as well. Wherever she went, people kept recognizing her. They were very friendly, but they also shamelessly grabbed and fondled her. Whenever she gave a private interview, the journalist would simply take out his cock and offer it to her. And after the initial shock she would simply suck it until the guy came into her mouth. She didn't even think about spitting it out. She simply swallowed.

At the Tokyo premiere of her movie the president of the cinema group hosting the event rode in the same limousine with Rakul. He pulled out his dick and had her suck it all the way from the hotel to the red carpet. When they arrived he pulled his cock out and came all over her face.

She wanted to wipe it away, but he told her angrily to leave it as it was.

So she ended up walking down the red carpet with cum on her face!

Everyone gave her knowing looks. But no one mentioned anything about it. The journalists at the red carpets simply asked the same old questions. And Rakul answered them with the same old answers.

Finally she could enter the theater. She had to go up on stage though, along with the director and her co-star. When she was introduced to the premiere audience the applause was deafening.

Then they all sat down to watch the film.

When the movie was over, the audience again gave a healthy applause. Apparently her new movie might be a success after all...

And again the director, her co-star and she had to go in front of the audience and take a bow.

The president of the cinema group came to them and a few assistants led the director and Rakul's co-star out of the room. Only Rakul stayed behind, because the cinema president held on to her.

Then he embraced her and laid her gently down on the floor. Before she knew what was happening, he had already lifted her elegant evening dress and pulled her panties all the way down and off. As quickly as that he also undid his pants, stepped out of them and in a flash he was between her legs and already entering her cunt.



Rakul was so perplexed that she didn't even put up a fight. She simply let this short, slightly round and balding Japanese executive fuck her right there in the theater in front of all the audience members who had just watched her new movie.



While the guy was kneeling between her legs and pounding into her, she noticed that another movie was being projected onto the screen above her.

It took her a moment to recognize that it was actually a recording of her infamous TV show. There she was, on the big silver screen for everyone to see, being covered in cum and getting fucked like she had never been fucked before!

People from the audience started gathering around. She could see the men holding their cocks and masturbating. One after the other hurried closer to her and came with a gasp onto her face or somewhere onto her beautiful dress.

She didn't even flinch anymore.

The cinema president ripped her expensive dress open in front and exposed her tits.

Now the people around her could also cover her pretty tits with their cum.

Again she swallowed copious amounts of cum. And when the cinema president finally came into her cunt, he was quickly replaced by someone else. Rakul had no idea who it was. And she didn't care.

Her pussy was filled again and again with strangers' cum and her whole face and body were covered with a thick coating of the stuff. This time her eyes were not excluded unfortunately. She simply kept them closed so it wouldn't burn so much.



She didn't even know how long it took. But after a seeming eternity the last guy finally came into her cunt and simply walked away.

She lay there a while longer, totally exhausted by the endless fucking, but also by the numerous orgasms.

Finally someone helped her stand up and gave her some paper towels to clean out her eyes. It was her agent.

Her dress had been ripped off completely sometime during the gang bang. So Rakul had to go outside naked. Her agent helped her into her limousine and they drove off to the hotel.

Before they could go inside, the agent went in alone and returned with a bathrobe so Rakul could cover herself. Inside her hotel room her agent helped her to quickly rinse her body in the shower and afterwards made her a relaxing hot bath.

When she was lying in the bath tub, luxuriating in the hot water, Rakul Preet Singh asked her agent, "when are we coming back to Japan?"



THE END