18-06-2019, 04:55 PM
"Okay, whore. Next one," he said to Kavita. "Get ready. Come on. There's one more and we're done."
Avinash grinned at his girlfriend. Ignoring him, Kavita got off the bed and went to the toilet.
She returned a few minutes later, cleaned, douched, naked, lovely, erotic, her face freshly done with *kajal* under her eyes and nothing else. Her fourth client was waiting for her. Avinash powered up his cameras.
The fourth client was a swarthy youth in his early twenties. He was inexpensively dressed, with a cheap wristwatch and poorly cut trousers. Avinash was surprised to see the amount of money he handed to Karan.
The young man grinned at Karan and Avinash and stripped off his clothes, leering at Kavita. He had a strong, muscular build, with a deep chest and a hard belly, his torso matted with dark hair.
His penis was seven inches long, limp, uncircumcised. He hopped onto the bed and pulled her up to her knees before him, pushing her head between his legs. Kavita took his cock in her fist and pumped it. It quivered and began to thicken. He jerked her head forward.
"C'mon whore! Gimme some head!" he growled.
Kavita obeyed immediately. Her lips flowered and slipped around his bulging cock-head, her tongue working it cleverly. The man grunted in pleasure and fucked her face heavily, his hips pumping, his head bent to watch her.
His cock ballooned rapidly in her mouth. The man put his hands on her head and moved it back and forth to suit his pleasure, fucking her mouth.
"Yeh! Oh yes! C'mon, bitch, suck it! Oh fuck yes!"
His cock thickened, hardened, lengthened. Kavita sucked it eagerly, hungrily, her head rocking back and forth between his thighs, her delicate fingers curled lovingly around his shaft, pumping it deftly.
The youth gasped and moaned, his head arched, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, his hips swinging back and forth. Pre-cum gunk sputtered from his cock-head and she whimpered, sucking and swallowing his seed lasciviously.
Avinash grinned at the sight of the thick, dark, hard cock glistening in and out between her delicate lips. Kavita whimpered audibly and licked his cock-head lasciviously, evidently aroused.
Avinash took a close-up shot of her lust-ridden face, her eyes half-closed with pleasure, her lips open, the cock in her fist, her tongue swirling over the gorged knob. She moaned again and squeezed her breasts in excitement.
Gasping, the youth pushed her head away and both bodies sank to the bed. She spread her legs wide, lifting and bending her knees and smiled wantonly at her anonymous lover.
"C'mon, stud," Avinash heard her say. "Fuck me hard -- shove your cock into my slit -- c'mon -- I want it -- my cunt's hot for you!"
The youth sniggered and, levering her thighs open, squeezed his cock into her cunt, flexing his buttocks slowly and dipping his hips, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt.
"Ohhhhh uhhh yes! Ohhh ma yes!" Kavita gasped in delight, arching stiffly under him, her fingers tightening on his bulging biceps, her hips heaving up to meet his in descent. "Oh god yes!"
"C'mon! Take it! Oh fuck yes, take it!" The young man gasped.
"Oh ma oh ma oh ma OHHHHH yes oh god yes ohhh that's so good! Yes! Ohhh fuck yes fuck yes fuck me yes fuck me, baby, yes!"
She moaned and he began to fuck her with deep, punishing thrusts. His hips rose and fell rhythmically, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, his cock running deeply in and out of her wet slit.
Avinash hurried around and took a shot from the rear, closing in to a view of her distended cunt, open and wet, and the thick long penis grinding and pistoning up and down, in and out.
Kavita was whimpering and moaning eagerly when the youth slowed and turned her over on her front. He knelt behind her and squeezed his penis into her cunt again. Avinash filmed the thick cock grinding inexorably into her cunt, disappearing between the curves of her buttocks.
He took shots of her face, soft and radiant with lust; of her body rocking backwards to her client's cock; of her hot, swollen breasts swinging pendulous. The youth squeezed them in his hands and she moaned, hissing in delight, her buttocks writhing against his crotch.
She turned her face over her shoulder to him, running her tongue sensuously over her upper lip.
"Ohhh yes -- ohhh baby, yes!" she whimpered. "Do it, lover! Fuck me! Fuck my slit, baby! Fuck me like a whore!"
The youth groaned and rammed greedily into her cunt. Kavita gasped, her body jerking forward under his thrusts. He squeezed her breasts and, bending over her back, kissed her roughly, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
Avinash watched her respond, sucking his tongue wantonly, writhing her buttocks against his crotch like a bitch in heat.
The youth groaned and, gripping her shoulders, fucked her hard, jerking her body down back onto his cock savagely, pounding his hips back and forth at her buttocks.
Kavita gasped and cried out, her face contorting in a rictus of lust.
"OH! OH MA UHH OH! UH OH! UH OH! OH MA OH MA OH MA OH MA OH MA! OH MA! OHHHHHHHH!" she cried.
On and on he went and Avinash watched his girlfriend orgasm with the stranger. The man gasped as her cunt convulsed on his pistoning penis and, moaning, jerked out of her and, shaking his cock violently, came hard.
Jizz shot from his cock and spattered her buttocks and back and thighs. Kavita moaned thickly and sank to the bed on her front, her body heaving, panting loudly.
The man got off the bed and began to dress without another word. He lit a cigarette, nodded to Karan and Avinash and let himself out. Avinash faded out the shot of her on the bed and straightened. She moaned and sat up unsteadily.
Avinash looked at her without expression or feeling. He felt detached and indifferent. She was just another whore for all that it mattered. His real love was in his hands, now, the camera and lenses and filters.
With that, he could create beauty out of ugliness, turn the sordid into the alluring. He had discovered his métier, he felt, as a magician of light and form and texture.
"Hey, Avi."
Santosh stuck his head around the door, grinned at the couple writhing on the bed and beckoned to Avinash.
"What's up?"
"Can you take over the shoot in number three? I' want to take a break."
Avinash looked at Karan. He nodded. "Go ahead, I'll finish here. The next guy won't last long. I know him."
Avinash nodded and, tucking his erection back into his jeans, collected his drink and cigarette and turned to the door. Kavita's last client was entering. Avinash paused briefly.
The man was a slim young man with a thin mustache and pleasant features. He looked like a medical representative, with his briefcase and dusty shoes and baggy, pleated trousers and loose synthetic shirt.
He watched as the man pulled out a wad of notes and gave them to Karan who counted them carefully before nodding his approval. The man undressed quickly and silently and moved to the bed.
Kavita stepped out of the room and saw him. She looked at Avinash who grinned at her. Kavita's face was stony, her eyes flat. She held Avinash's eyes for a brief minute.
"Go on," Avinash chuckled, nodding to the man on the bed who was grinning in excitement at Kavita's naked body. "Can't keep them waiting, you know. And remember, the customer always comes first."
Karan cackled. Kavita didn't say a word. Her eyes were like flint as he looked at Avinash coldly. Then she turned her gaze to the man on the bed and Avinash saw her face soften with pleasure.
She smiled gently and moved to the bed. She knelt beside him, her hands sliding up his naked thighs to his crotch and she took his penis in her fingers, stroking it gently. It stirred at her touch and she bent over and engulfed him in her mouth.
The man gasped and arched. His hands went to her head. His penis swelled rapidly, filling her mouth and distending her face. Kavita whimpered deep in her cock-filled throat and sucked his penis lasciviously, her head rocking up and down over his lap.
Avinash chuckled softly and nodding to Karan, left the room.
Avinash grinned at his girlfriend. Ignoring him, Kavita got off the bed and went to the toilet.
She returned a few minutes later, cleaned, douched, naked, lovely, erotic, her face freshly done with *kajal* under her eyes and nothing else. Her fourth client was waiting for her. Avinash powered up his cameras.
The fourth client was a swarthy youth in his early twenties. He was inexpensively dressed, with a cheap wristwatch and poorly cut trousers. Avinash was surprised to see the amount of money he handed to Karan.
The young man grinned at Karan and Avinash and stripped off his clothes, leering at Kavita. He had a strong, muscular build, with a deep chest and a hard belly, his torso matted with dark hair.
His penis was seven inches long, limp, uncircumcised. He hopped onto the bed and pulled her up to her knees before him, pushing her head between his legs. Kavita took his cock in her fist and pumped it. It quivered and began to thicken. He jerked her head forward.
"C'mon whore! Gimme some head!" he growled.
Kavita obeyed immediately. Her lips flowered and slipped around his bulging cock-head, her tongue working it cleverly. The man grunted in pleasure and fucked her face heavily, his hips pumping, his head bent to watch her.
His cock ballooned rapidly in her mouth. The man put his hands on her head and moved it back and forth to suit his pleasure, fucking her mouth.
"Yeh! Oh yes! C'mon, bitch, suck it! Oh fuck yes!"
His cock thickened, hardened, lengthened. Kavita sucked it eagerly, hungrily, her head rocking back and forth between his thighs, her delicate fingers curled lovingly around his shaft, pumping it deftly.
The youth gasped and moaned, his head arched, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, his hips swinging back and forth. Pre-cum gunk sputtered from his cock-head and she whimpered, sucking and swallowing his seed lasciviously.
Avinash grinned at the sight of the thick, dark, hard cock glistening in and out between her delicate lips. Kavita whimpered audibly and licked his cock-head lasciviously, evidently aroused.
Avinash took a close-up shot of her lust-ridden face, her eyes half-closed with pleasure, her lips open, the cock in her fist, her tongue swirling over the gorged knob. She moaned again and squeezed her breasts in excitement.
Gasping, the youth pushed her head away and both bodies sank to the bed. She spread her legs wide, lifting and bending her knees and smiled wantonly at her anonymous lover.
"C'mon, stud," Avinash heard her say. "Fuck me hard -- shove your cock into my slit -- c'mon -- I want it -- my cunt's hot for you!"
The youth sniggered and, levering her thighs open, squeezed his cock into her cunt, flexing his buttocks slowly and dipping his hips, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt.
"Ohhhhh uhhh yes! Ohhh ma yes!" Kavita gasped in delight, arching stiffly under him, her fingers tightening on his bulging biceps, her hips heaving up to meet his in descent. "Oh god yes!"
"C'mon! Take it! Oh fuck yes, take it!" The young man gasped.
"Oh ma oh ma oh ma OHHHHH yes oh god yes ohhh that's so good! Yes! Ohhh fuck yes fuck yes fuck me yes fuck me, baby, yes!"
She moaned and he began to fuck her with deep, punishing thrusts. His hips rose and fell rhythmically, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, his cock running deeply in and out of her wet slit.
Avinash hurried around and took a shot from the rear, closing in to a view of her distended cunt, open and wet, and the thick long penis grinding and pistoning up and down, in and out.
Kavita was whimpering and moaning eagerly when the youth slowed and turned her over on her front. He knelt behind her and squeezed his penis into her cunt again. Avinash filmed the thick cock grinding inexorably into her cunt, disappearing between the curves of her buttocks.
He took shots of her face, soft and radiant with lust; of her body rocking backwards to her client's cock; of her hot, swollen breasts swinging pendulous. The youth squeezed them in his hands and she moaned, hissing in delight, her buttocks writhing against his crotch.
She turned her face over her shoulder to him, running her tongue sensuously over her upper lip.
"Ohhh yes -- ohhh baby, yes!" she whimpered. "Do it, lover! Fuck me! Fuck my slit, baby! Fuck me like a whore!"
The youth groaned and rammed greedily into her cunt. Kavita gasped, her body jerking forward under his thrusts. He squeezed her breasts and, bending over her back, kissed her roughly, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
Avinash watched her respond, sucking his tongue wantonly, writhing her buttocks against his crotch like a bitch in heat.
The youth groaned and, gripping her shoulders, fucked her hard, jerking her body down back onto his cock savagely, pounding his hips back and forth at her buttocks.
Kavita gasped and cried out, her face contorting in a rictus of lust.
"OH! OH MA UHH OH! UH OH! UH OH! OH MA OH MA OH MA OH MA OH MA! OH MA! OHHHHHHHH!" she cried.
On and on he went and Avinash watched his girlfriend orgasm with the stranger. The man gasped as her cunt convulsed on his pistoning penis and, moaning, jerked out of her and, shaking his cock violently, came hard.
Jizz shot from his cock and spattered her buttocks and back and thighs. Kavita moaned thickly and sank to the bed on her front, her body heaving, panting loudly.
The man got off the bed and began to dress without another word. He lit a cigarette, nodded to Karan and Avinash and let himself out. Avinash faded out the shot of her on the bed and straightened. She moaned and sat up unsteadily.
Avinash looked at her without expression or feeling. He felt detached and indifferent. She was just another whore for all that it mattered. His real love was in his hands, now, the camera and lenses and filters.
With that, he could create beauty out of ugliness, turn the sordid into the alluring. He had discovered his métier, he felt, as a magician of light and form and texture.
"Hey, Avi."
Santosh stuck his head around the door, grinned at the couple writhing on the bed and beckoned to Avinash.
"What's up?"
"Can you take over the shoot in number three? I' want to take a break."
Avinash looked at Karan. He nodded. "Go ahead, I'll finish here. The next guy won't last long. I know him."
Avinash nodded and, tucking his erection back into his jeans, collected his drink and cigarette and turned to the door. Kavita's last client was entering. Avinash paused briefly.
The man was a slim young man with a thin mustache and pleasant features. He looked like a medical representative, with his briefcase and dusty shoes and baggy, pleated trousers and loose synthetic shirt.
He watched as the man pulled out a wad of notes and gave them to Karan who counted them carefully before nodding his approval. The man undressed quickly and silently and moved to the bed.
Kavita stepped out of the room and saw him. She looked at Avinash who grinned at her. Kavita's face was stony, her eyes flat. She held Avinash's eyes for a brief minute.
"Go on," Avinash chuckled, nodding to the man on the bed who was grinning in excitement at Kavita's naked body. "Can't keep them waiting, you know. And remember, the customer always comes first."
Karan cackled. Kavita didn't say a word. Her eyes were like flint as he looked at Avinash coldly. Then she turned her gaze to the man on the bed and Avinash saw her face soften with pleasure.
She smiled gently and moved to the bed. She knelt beside him, her hands sliding up his naked thighs to his crotch and she took his penis in her fingers, stroking it gently. It stirred at her touch and she bent over and engulfed him in her mouth.
The man gasped and arched. His hands went to her head. His penis swelled rapidly, filling her mouth and distending her face. Kavita whimpered deep in her cock-filled throat and sucked his penis lasciviously, her head rocking up and down over his lap.
Avinash chuckled softly and nodding to Karan, left the room.
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