Fantasy Shraddha Kapoor stories

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Shraddha reached St. Regis at 11 sharp. She knew the cashier would have reached already and waiting. There was a lot of paparazzi waiting and so Shraddha entertained them with a few poses before entering the hotel.



She looked stunning as usual... The tightness across her chest, the feeling of breasts being pushed together was making hot. Not wearing underwear was not helping. She was already wet and her juices had started leaking with anticipation of what was to come..

The cashier was waiting for her by the bar. He was sweating profusely. He looked just lie an average joe but in a kimd of handsome way. He was wearing a shirt and trouser that seemed a bit expensive.

Shraddha came and sat beside him.
" You cut a really small margin..its 10.12...three more minutes amd things would have never been the same" he said.

"Thank you for the dress. It is absolutely beautiful." Shraddha replied.

Her reply threw the cashier off. He had not expected this. He regained his composure and said , " I am Manoj"

"Hi Manoj. I am Shraddha." She kept her cool.

"Are you wearing anything underneath?" He asked.
Shraddha and shook her head and winked at him, " i am starving... I hope you have a room"



Manoj was not able to grasp why was she so upbeat. He fumbled and agreed.

Shraddha gave one more of her sweetest smile and put her arm through Manoj's arm and he led her to the room.

They kept quiet on the way to the room. Once in the room Shraddha kissed him wildly and pushed him on the bed.
When Manoj tried to say some thing she put her finger in his mouth and told her to keep quiet.
She took that finger from his mouth and put it in her mouth and sucked it.



Manoj was surprised and excited and his cock was the proof of it. It was raging hard and erect through his pants.

Shraddha sat on his cock and placed her wet pussy lips on his tent, "I loved the video."
She had started removing his shirt by then, "Do you think i didn't know that there was a camera in the dressing room?"

Manoj started, "But-"

"I havent had a good fuck in a long time. And you are cute. I liked you when i saw you. Thats the only reason why i entered the shop"

Manoj was confused and hard. He couldn't understand what Shraddha was saying..and all his focus was being pulled to his cock.

"Dont ask any questions right now..all i want is you to suck my pussy baby" she climbed over his head and sat on his face.
Shocked and unable yo say anything Manoj did what he was told.
While he suck the delicious nector lut of her pussy, Shraddha removed her clothes and rode his mouth.

"Aaaahh yess! Ooo eat my pussy darling!"



After five minutes of riding she came in his mouth, the juices over flowing from his mouth.

"Now my turn" she removed his pants and got his cock free. It was swollen to a reddish purple tint..she knew he wouldnt last long in that state and took it in her mouth.



With a passion that Manoj had idea of, Shraddha sucked him. It drove him crazy. Sje would go ramdom on his cock. Slow, fast, more fast, slow, fast, very slow..any speed.

When he was abput to cum Shraddha puuled back amd left his cock jerking in the air...precum and saliva flowed like a glacier on it.

Manoj looked at her, still shocked and surprised with the turn of things.
"I want you in my pussy" she said and kissed his lips amd bit them hardly. Pain exploded but her mouth engulfed his groan.

"I want to see that video while you fuck me" she suddenly said.
"What?"
" I want to see me fist my pussy as you fuck my pussy hard"
"I..I dont have it here" he said reluctantly.
"Liar" she pouted and tickled his balls woth one hand and pinched her nipples with another, " you have it in your phone..."

Manoj nodded and agreed.

"And in the shop's computer"

He nodded again.

"And?"

"And..and..."

"Yes baby? Tell me.." saying this she licked his balls with utmost sincerity..
"A pen drive"
"A pen drive? How wonderful! Tell me you have it here! I'll watch the video on the flat screen here!"

"But-"
"Please?? " She licked his shaft then.

"Okay.."
Screeming with delight Shraddha jumped and kissed him hard on the lips.



Manoj got a pen drive from his wallet and plugged it in the flatscreen.
The video started. Shradha climed onto Manoj and impalled herself on him. Again she rode him with unusual paces, not letting him cum. But all the while she was pleasuring herelf. Again moans from the tv and her lips filled the room, only to be interjected with Manoj's grunts.



"Oh yes baby... fuck me good and hard. Slam that nicke dick in my pussy!"
" Oh you are so big Manoj! You are filling me up so good!"
" Oh Manoj! You have made me addicted to you cock! I'll need it everyday"

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Saying such thing Shraddha kept him on the edge. When she was sure that Manoj will not last any more, she alighted from his cock and started pumping it!

Manoj came like a water pump. Shraddha made sure that the cum fell on his stomach.

As soon as Manoj's cock started becoming hyper sensitive she grabbed it mercilessly and squuezed it!

Unimaginable pain shot through Manoj, his brain already clouded with the intense orgasm. He shouted and tried to get up but Shraddha's tightened her grip more and Manoj fell back on the bed.

Quick like a panther, Shraddha jumped on the bed, still grabbing the cock, now her nails were piercing into the soft limp organ, she scooped up Manoj's phone and in one swing smashed it on the wall.
She twisted the cock, making Manoj howl.



"Saale bhadve! Tere ko laga tu mujhe blackmail karega? Randi ki aulad? Madarchod!" She let go off the cock and stood in a moment and kicked it hard.