Fantasy Kareena kapoor in web series

[Chuland]

PART 3 - 06/10/2024

Kareena's eyes widened as she stared at Rohit's erection. She had never seen a man so...ready before. The sight was both terrifying and exhilarating. She licked her lips, her eyes never leaving his shaft. "What do you want me to do?" she asked, her voice a sultry whisper.

"I want you to finish what you started," Rohit said, his voice firm. "Take my cock in your mouth. Make me cum just like you did with Vicky."

Kareena felt a thrill of excitement run through her as she took a step closer to Rohit.

"Do you want here or we can go in your room," she murmured, her eyes never leaving his.

Rohit considered for a moment, then nodded. "Let's go to my office," he said, his voice a low rumble. "It's more...private."

Kareena felt a mix of excitement and nervousness as she followed Rohit off the set, the crew's eyes on them like a spotlight. The knowledge that she could be cast in his next big web series added a new layer to the situation, one that she wasn't sure she was ready for. But she had come this far; she couldn't back out now.

In his office, the air was thick with the scent of desire and power. Rohit's desk was cluttered with scripts and coffee cups, but the only thing that mattered was the chair he sat in, his cock standing tall before her. "You've done well today," he murmured, stroking himself slowly. "But I know you can do better."

Kareena's eyes never left his erection, her mind racing with the challenge he had thrown at her. She wanted to impress him more, to show him that she could handle anything he threw her way. With a deep breath, she dropped to her knees, her hands trembling with anticipation. She knew this was her chance to prove herself, not just as an actress, but as a woman capable of pushing the boundaries.

But as she leaned in, her mind reeled with the reality of what she was about to do. "Not like this," Rohit said, his voice firm yet gentle. He reached down, his hand cupping her chin and lifting her face up to meet his gaze. "This is about pleasing me and getting a part in my next series."

He stood up, moving to his desk and pressing play on the stereo system. The sound of "Mera Naam Mary Hai" filled the room, the rhythm setting a seductive tone. Rohit leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving hers. "Dance for me, Kareena," he said, his voice a low purr. "Give me a real show."

Kareena took a deep breath, the music pulsing through her veins. She had never done a striptease before, but she knew she had to give it her all. She began to sway her hips, her eyes locked on Rohit's, her heart racing. She unbuttoned her shirt slowly, one button at a time, her fingers trembling with excitement. The fabric fell away, revealing her lacy bra and the soft curve of her breasts. The director's gaze was intense, his eyes devouring her with each movement she made.

The beat of the song grew more insistent, and Kareena's confidence grew with it. She unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor, her breasts bouncing slightly with the rhythm. Her nipples were hard, peaked with desire, and she knew that Rohit could see the effect he was having on her. She slid out of her skirt, the fabric whispering over her bare skin, leaving her in nothing but her heels and panties. The room was hot, the anticipation palpable as she moved closer to him.

Her hips rolled with the music, her eyes never leaving his, and she could see the hunger in his gaze as he watched her. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slowly, deliberately, pushed them down her legs, revealing her neatly trimmed mound. She stepped out of them, kicking them aside with a flourish, and stood before him completely naked. The vulnerability was exhilarating, and she could feel the wetness between her legs, a silent testament to her arousal.

"Now, Kareena," Rohit said, his voice thick with desire. "You've earned your reward."

Kareena felt a strange mix of excitement and trepidation as she stood before Rohit, completely exposed. She had never felt so vulnerable, yet the power play was undeniably thrilling. With trembling hands, she reached for the waistband of her panties and slid them down, stepping out of them gracefully. Her nakedness was a stark contrast to the professional attire she had worn only moments ago.

"Good girl," Rohit murmured, his voice thick with lust. He gestured to his erect cock, which bobbed slightly in the cool air of the office. "Now, your reward."

Kareena's eyes never left Rohit's as she stepped closer to him, her bare feet silent on the plush carpet. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the scent of his desire mingling with the faint aroma of his cologne. Her heart raced as she reached out, her hand trembling slightly as she took his cock in her grasp. It was hot and velvety, the pulse of his arousal beating against her palm.

With a deep breath, she leaned in, her eyes closed as she pressed a kiss to the tip of his penis. His breath hitched, his hand coming up to caress her cheek as she began to worship him, her mouth moving down the shaft in a slow, reverent motion. She licked and kissed, her tongue tracing the veins that stood out against his skin, her teeth grazing him gently as she took him deeper. The music played on, the beat matching the rhythm of her movements as she pleasured him.

Kareena could feel Rohit's eyes on her, watching her every move with a hunger that fueled her own desire. She took him fully in her mouth, the tip of his cock brushing against the back of her throat as she swallowed around him. Her hands moved to cup his balls, her thumbs rolling them gently as she sucked him with a passion that surprised even herself. It was as if the act of pleasing him had unlocked something within her, a part of her that she hadn't known existed.

Rohit's breathing grew ragged as she worked her mouth over his cock, his hips bucking slightly with each deep suck. She could feel him getting closer to the edge, his hand tightening in her hair as he guided her movements. Her eyes watered with the effort, but she didn't stop. She wanted to give him what he needed, to show him that she was capable of going all the way for this role.

With a sudden jolt, Rohit pulled her head back, his cock glistening with her saliva. "Look at me," he ordered, his eyes burning with lust. "I want to see your eyes when I fuck your throat."

Kareena obeyed, her eyes locking onto his as she opened her mouth and took him in again, this time with more urgency. She felt his hand at the back of her neck, pushing her down, guiding her to take him deeper. She gagged, her eyes watering, but she didn't stop. The pain was a strange turn-on, mixing with the excitement of the moment.

Rohit's cock hit the back of her throat, and she could feel the head of his penis pushing against the tight muscles there. She tried to relax, to take him in further, to show him she could handle it. His eyes never left hers as she struggled, the pressure building in his cock and in the room.

Finally, with a roar of pleasure, he pulled out, his cum spurting forth. Kareena's eyes widened, but she didn't flinch. She knew what was expected of her. She had done this before, with Vicky, and she would do it again for Rohit. She leaned in, her tongue darting out to catch the first rope of cum, swirling it around her mouth before swallowing. It was warm, salty, and she found herself craving more.

Her eyes never left his as she took him back into her mouth, her tongue swiping along the underside of his cock to capture every drop of his essence. She knew he was watching her, could feel his eyes on her, and she reveled in the power she had over him. She took him deep again, her cheeks hollowing out with the effort, and sucked hard, pulling on his cock as she did so.

The sound of his moan was like music to her ears, and she felt a thrill of power as she swallowed his cum, letting it slide down her throat in a hot, thick river of pleasure. When she had drunk every drop, she pulled back, licking her lips with a satisfied smile. Rohit's eyes were half-closed, his chest heaving with the aftermath of his orgasm.

"Good girl," he murmured, his hand still tangled in her hair. "Now, clean me up."

Kareena's heart raced as she took his now-softening cock in her mouth once more, eager to comply with his command. She licked away the remaining traces of cum, savoring the taste of him on her tongue. Her eyes never left his, her own desire reflecting in their depths as she cleaned him meticulously. She felt a strange sense of pride, a satisfaction in being able to bring him to climax so completely.

As she sat back on her heels, Rohit's hand fell away from her head, and he sighed contentedly. "Very good," he murmured, his eyes half-closed. "You've proven yourself more than capable."

Kareena couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. She had never done anything so bold, so raw before. Yet here she was, on her knees before the director, her face a mask of his desire and satisfaction. She took a moment to catch her breath, her eyes lingering on his softening cock. It was still beautiful, still powerful, even in its post-orgasmic state.

"Every director should have an actress like you, Kareena," Rohit said, his voice thick with pleasure. "You're a natural. You truly understand what it takes to give a realistic performance."

Kareena's cheeks flushed with the compliment, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her ability to deliver on such a risky scene. "Thank you," she murmured, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

Rohit stood up, his eyes never leaving hers. He reached out, his hand coming to rest on her shoulder. "Now, let's see if we can make this even more authentic." His thumb traced a lazy circle on her skin, sending shivers down her spine.

With a sudden, decisive movement, he grabbed her breast, his grip firm yet gentle. Kareena gasped, her nipples tightening at the touch. "Show me what your character would do," he murmured, his voice low and commanding.

Her hand moved to cover his, her heart racing. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Rohit's eyes never left hers as he began to squeeze her breast, his thumb circling her hardened nipple. "Your character," he murmured. "How would she react to this?"

Kareena took a shaky breath, trying to focus on the scene, trying to remember the script. But the reality was so much more intense than anything she had ever rehearsed. She leaned back, arching her back slightly as she let out a soft moan. It wasn't entirely faked; the feel of his hand on her sensitive skin was electrifying.

"Good," Rohit murmured, his eyes dark with lust. "Now, let's take this to the next level." He reached for the hem of her shirt, pulling it up to expose her naked breasts. The cool air of the office sent goosebumps racing across her skin, making her nipples peak even more.

Kareena's mind raced as she tried to recall her character's motivations, her scripted responses. But the script was forgotten as Rohit's mouth found her neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin. She gasped, her hand reaching back to grip the chair for balance. The reality of the situation was so intense, so overwhelming, that the lines between fiction and reality began to blur.

"Tell me, Kareena," Rohit whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "Does this feel good?" His teeth grazed her earlobe, sending a shiver down her spine.

Her eyes fluttered shut as she nodded, the sensation of his hand on her breast becoming more than just an act. The script had taken a backseat to the raw desire coursing through her body. "Y-yes," she murmured, her voice barely audible.

Rohit's mouth traveled lower, his lips brushing against the swell of her breast. Kareena's breath hitched as he took her nipple into his mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder. She couldn't help but moan, her hand coming up to cover his as it squeezed and pinched. The pain was exquisite, a thrill that shot straight to her core.

"That's it," Rohit murmured against her skin, his teeth scbanging her sensitive flesh. "Let me hear you. Let me feel how much you want this."

Kareena's eyes flew open, and she found herself looking into the depths of Rohit's eyes, which were filled with a mix of hunger and challenge. Her breath came in shallow pants as she realized the implication of his words. If she truly wanted the part, she would have to submit to him fully, to satisfy his desires outside of the script.

"Daily?" she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement.

Rohit's smile grew wider, his eyes dark with challenge. "Yes," he said firmly. "If you want to be in my next series, you'll have to prove your dedication."

Kareena's heart raced as the gravity of his words settled in. She knew what he was asking of her, knew that it went beyond the boundaries of a typical work relationship. But the part meant everything to her, and she was willing to do whatever it took.

"I understand," she murmured, her voice a sultry purr. "I'll do it. I'll suck your cock daily if that's what it takes."

Rohit's eyes lit up with victory. "Good," he said, his voice a low growl.

The next day, the anticipation on set was palpable. Kareena had never felt so nervous, so alive. She knew what was coming, knew that she would have to perform beyond her wildest imagination for Rohit's next scene. She could feel the weight of the crew's eyes on her as she walked onto the set, their whispers following her like a shadow.

The script called for an intense moment of passion between Kareena and Vicky, but Rohit had made an unexpected addition to the script - an ass fuck scene. Kareena's heart raced as she thought about the challenge ahead. She had done her homework, watching videos and reading articles to prepare herself, but the reality of it was something else entirely.

"Rohit, how can we show ass fuck in real?" she asked, her voice quivering slightly. The director looked at her with a knowing smile, his eyes sparkling with a mix of excitement and challenge.

"You're a professional, Kareena," he began, his voice calm and measured. "You know that for a scene like this, we need to push the boundaries of realism." He paused, his gaze intense. "The audience has to believe it's happening, even if it isn't."

Kareena nodded, swallowing hard. "But what if I can't?" she whispered, the doubt in her voice betraying her fear.

Rohit's smile faded, and his eyes turned to steel. "Don't disappoint me, Kareena," he warned, his voice taking on a harsh edge. "I've got a whole lineup of actresses waiting to take your place. You're nothing special if you can't handle this."

Kareena felt the sting of his words, her fear morphing into anger. "I'm not just 'any' actress," she spat back. "I'm Kareena Kapoor. And if you think you can bully me into doing something I'm not comfortable with, you're wrong."

Rohit's smile disappeared, his expression darkening. "Bitch," he snarled, "you need this series more than I need you. You think you can throw your weight around? I have a whole lineup of hungry actresses ready to take your place."

Kareena felt her heart drop into her stomach. The fear was back, stronger than ever. She had crossed a line she didn't mean to, and now she was paying for it. The room seemed to close in around her, the whispers of the crew echoing in her ears.

"Rohit, please," she began, her voice shaking. "I just need some time to prepare."

"There's no time for that," he snapped. "You're either in or out. Make your choice."

Kareena took a deep breath, her mind racing. She knew this was a pivotal moment in her career, one that could define her future in the industry. "I'm in," she said, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands.

"Good," Rohit said, his smile predatory. "Now, remember your character. She's eager, she's hungry for it." He stepped closer, his hand coming to rest on her shoulder. "Say it," he demanded. "Say it loud enough for everyone to hear."

Kareena took a deep breath, the words feeling strange in her mouth. "Mai gand marane ke liye tayar hoon," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

"No, no, no," Rohit barked, his eyes flashing with annoyance. "Say it loudly. Like you mean it. Like you're begging for it."

Kareena took a deep breath, steeling herself. "Mai gand marane ke liye tayar hoon, krupaya meri gaand mariye," she repeated, her voice stronger this time.

The words hung in the air, and she could feel the weight of the crew's stares. The humiliation was like a hot brand on her skin, but she pushed it aside. She had come too far to back down now.

Vicky stepped closer, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He whispered something to Rohit, and the director nodded. Kareena felt a sudden jolt of fear, but she knew she had to trust them. They were professionals, and she had agreed to this.