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(CHAPTER CONTD)
THAT EVENING IN MUMBAI
The cold, crisp taste of the light beer did little to wash away the aftertaste of the dream. Hemant sat at the hotel bar, the low hum of conversation a distant buzz. The Fortune magezine was the talk of the day. Hemant recieved congratulatory calls from Simon and Harper and Kunal in the evening before he arrived here. YOD Industries was thriving, a fortress he’d built with his own hands, but the victory felt hollow. Even now , at this moment , he was celebrating this great victory alone. Even Kunal had some business commitments to share a drink with him. In his already conflicted brain , Hemant felt like fate was yet again punishing him for his achievements. He remembered the social media posts of Pranitha. He reckoned she might be busy with her movie star friend right now. He considered calling Tamanna but reckoned an international call for something trivial like this will be stupid. His gaze drifted across the dimly lit room, settling on a young couple sharing a candlelit dinner. Their hands intertwined, their laughter soft.
His vision blurred.
The woman’s dark hair became Sonarika’s. The man’s confident smile morphed into Vikram’s. He saw it all again—the intimate glance, the unspoken promise, the kind of romance that had dismantled him brick by brick. His knuckles whitened around the beer bottle.
A sharp, rising voice shattered the phantom scene.
"I am telling you, there is a problem with your machine!"
He blinked, the ghosts dissolving. Near the entrance, a woman in a stunning emerald green gown was gesturing emphatically at the flustered hotel manager. The dress had a daring slit that revealed a long, smooth leg. Even from behind, the posture was familiar—poised, yet vibrating with frustration.
He moved without thinking, the industrialist in him taking over. As he approached, she turned, and recognition flashed in her wide, kohl-rimmed eyes.
"Ananya?"
"Hemant!" Ananya Pandey’s face shifted from annoyance to relief, then back to embarrassment.
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"This is so silly. My card is being declined. I swear, there are funds"
Hemant offered the manager a placating smile and a nod.
"Put it on my tab, please"
"Hemant, no, you don’t have to—" Ananya began, her cheeks flushing.
"What are friends for?"
He said, his voice steadier than he felt. He guided her away from the staring patrons.
"Unless you’re treating me like a stranger now?"
"No....never....you will never be a stranger for me"
"Good....then let me handle this so that we can leave"
Saying that , Hemant paid the bill with his card. They both walked outside as the valet brought in his BE 6 to the hotel entrance. Eventually they drove off as Mumbai's traffic slowed their commute.
"So how is life"
"Pretty great actually.....was actually in the hotel for a personal success for me"
"Alone? What was the occasion?"
"I am in the May cover of the Fortune magazine"
"WHAT!? Hemant that is big news! When did you do that?"
"The shoot happened couple of weeks ago , Roxy prepped me for the shoot and Manish insisted I do"
"That is great of hear , I cannot wait to see the pictures..does Pranitha know?"
"I don't know honestly......we barely talked since she's gone to Amsterdam"
"Oh....that is so sad.....is that why you were celebrating all alone?"
"Nah.....I celebrated it with the company folks before evening....I just....wanted some me time"
"And now here you are.....taking an actress for a ride"
"That too....."
There was silence between them for a few seconds after which Ananya asked.
"So...Pranitha and you....are you guys serious?"
"Not really.....I am not exactly at a space where I can make something serious..."
"So...its like a fling?"
"Sort of.....besides....nothing exactly happened yet"
"What? but she said you both were involved for months now"
"That is a rumor she spread....apparently she is trying to protect me among the elites....a man like me will be easy target for the 'gold diggers'....."
"Oh......so she didn't....sleep with you?"
"Nope....just a kiss and a phone sex from Amsterdam.... she is probably scissoring Alia right now!"
Ananya raised an eyebrow and giggled. Hemant nervously laughed as well as he tried to course correct.
"Sorry....its just.....I saw her social media profiles....and she is with her at Amsterdam so.."
"No I understand Hemant....and you might be probably right....she might be doing that"
"Yeah....left me hanging.......my suffering never ends" Hemant said comically mocking his state.
"Awww....poor baby....but I believe you got even with her with Mrunal right."
"How do you know?"
"She told me....obviously....."
"Wait....you guys gossip.......about me?"
"Well....Pranitha's fake stories....painted a very unique picture about you.....so some of us were excited..."
"And you believed them?"
"I initially didn't.......but then Mrunal told me her experiences and that....intrigued me"
Ananya said with a grin. Hemant noticed the change in the atmosphere. He felt the urge to take the next step and he started intiating it.
"Then I only have one question Ananya......do you have any other plans for tonight"
"Not at the moment no.......why?"
"Because I’m taking you somewhere special" he said, a new edge in his tone.
The sight of his new villa, bathed in moonlight against the black sea, drew a genuine gasp from her. Ananya was very much surprised by the change in Hemant's life right now. He was truly becoming one among the elites and this bungalow was evidence to that. Tara, greeted them with wide eyes.
"Ananya....this is Tanya , my personal assistance....and you might already know who she is"
"Yes sir.....I am definitely familiar" Tara said with a smile hiding her excitement seeing a celebrity.
"Ananya will be staying the night here. Make all the arrangements she will need in the morning"
"Okay sir"
As Hemant led Ananya away who was intrigued by the whole place and looking around , Tara calmly observed them and realized what Daraaksh said to her about Hemant was slowly turning into reality.
Hemant led Ananya upstairs, not to the master suite, but to the other room. The one he’d designed for Sonarika. The one meant for forgetting the world. The walls were soundproofed, the centerpiece a massive bed on a raised platform facing a floor-to-ceiling window that looked out onto the endless, dark sea.
Ananya stepped inside, her eyes taking in the opulent, sensual decor—the plush rugs, the low lighting, the sheer curtains.
"Hemant… this room is…"
"A masterpiece....." he finished, shrugging off his suit jacket and his shirt.
He let his eyes travel over her then. The gown clung to her slim, youthful figure, highlighting the gentle swell of her breasts, the narrow waist. She was desire personified, a living antidote to the poison in his veins.
He came up behind her, his hands settling on her bare shoulders. She sighed, a shudder running through her.
"Are you sure about this?" she whispered, leaning back into his solid chest.
"Damn sure....and besides...." he said, his voice rough.
"I know you want this more than anything"
She turned in his arms, her eyes searching his. Then a slow, understanding smile touched her lips.
"Just don't hold back because I am petite and tiny" she murmured, her gaze dropping to his mouth.
"I prefer my man manly and rough!"
She closed the distance, her lips meeting his in a kiss that was not soft, not tentative. It was a claim. Her mouth opened under his, and the taste of her—mint and wine—ignited something feral in him. His hands slid down her back, finding the zipper of her dress. He pulled it down in one slow, deliberate motion.
She leaned into him and kissed him softly. Hemant grabbed her waist and pulled her even tighter against him. He loved the feel of her slim and sexy body and her hard nipples were poking through her dress already. The kiss got much heavier as their tongues met and began mashing together. She pulled his inner vest over his head and threw it on the ground. He moved the clasps of her dress to the side , eventually sliding it from the shoulders and was rewarded by the sight of her great tits and impressive nipples.
"Go ahead! No need to stand on ceremony" She said with the cutest smile.
Hemant opened his mouth and gently began to suck on her left nipple.
"Hmmm! That's nice"
She admitted as his tongue moved in circles around the tender nub. His other hand was gently caressing her other breast and pinching the nipple, making sure to have it ready for his mouth.
"Ooooo" Ananya cooed as Hemant moved his mouth to it.
Hemant pulled down the rest of her dress and dropped to his knees. She was wearing a light green thong that matched her dress and looked sexy against her skin. He was on his knees and was sucking away at her tits, he couldn't stop. He kept jumping from one to another. Licking and slurping all over one while kneading the other. He pulled down her panties finally revealing her wet and juicy pussy. He sat her down on the nearby chair and made her spread her legs wide. He had full access to her cunt and could no longer wait to dive into it. He jumped right in with his tongue. Licking and slurping up all of the juices that had already accumulated. She tasted wonderful and he could not get enough of her. Hemant pushed as much of his tongue as he could into her dripping cunt and fucked her with it slowly. Going back and forth, sliding between her folds. Ananya loved every second of it. She was moaning and playing with her own nipples.
Her clit was sticking out and he thought it also deserved some attention. He guided his tongue towards it, licking through her pussy before he could get to it.
"Ahhhh" She moaned loudly as he finally made contact.
Once he did he would not release it. Hemant continued running his tongue on the little bud making her buck her hips against his face. He pushed a finger into her and finger fucked her as he sucked at her clit mercilessly.
"Ahhh wow. Don't stop! mhmmm..."
Ananya was now going crazy pumping her hips against his face. She was so close to cumming her pussy was basically raining juices into his mouth. He added a second finger in her cunt and fucked her faster.
"Just like that!! ahhhhhh"
He didn't think it was possible but even more of her juices were deposited onto his tongue. She wouldn't stop cumming and continued to buck against his face as her body continued to convulse in the chair.
"Stop! Please stop Hemant!" She begged him pushing his head away from her pulsating cunt.
"But you just told me not to!" Hemant replied as he pulled himself away from her pussy.
"That was before you made me cum like hell"
"True. You okay?"
"Yeah i'm fine. I just need to catch my breath. You give a mouthjob that can rival a Lesbian!"
She said laughing at him.
"I've picked up a few things here and there"
He replied thinking about a past he regrets to move on from. Still on his knees Hemant kisses Ananya deeply. She opened her mouth inviting his tongue. His hands found her gorgeous tits again almost as though they had a mind of their own. He groped them and she moaned into his mouth. Her hands made their way to his pants and groped at his hard dick through his pants. It was his turn to moan as Ananya finally pulled them down releasing his hard cock. The next thing he knew he was overwhelmed by the feeling of her mouth engulfing his dick, he moaned deeply and grabbed her hair and pushed his hips sending his dick even deeper in her mouth. Ananya was such a good cocksucker, she just took him down her throat and grabbed his ass. She let him fuck her mouth and he did just that. Hemant had fistfulls of her hair and was pumping his hard dick down her throat faster and harder.
Hemant could no longer take it and lifted her off the ground and spun her towards the glass wall. She stuck into it as he aimed and pierced her wet pussy with his hard dick.
"Ahhh!"
They both groaned fully enjoying the the sensations of it all. He grabbed her hips and banged her viciously.
"Ahhhh! Ahhhh! shit! Ahhh!"
She screamed out as Hemant pulled her into the bed with his dick still fully embedded within her. She pulled off of him and lay on all fours sticking her ass straight into the air. He got on the bed and knelt behind her, he put his dick right back into the warm chamber it had only just escaped from. Her pussy was tight and she had a deceptively great ass that was made for fucking. He just loved watching it shake and quake whenever he drove his dick hard into the sexy movie star.
Ananya used her hand to rub her clit. Hemant used both of his to grab her near perfect tits and drive her body even harder onto his pulsating cock that was only waiting to unleash all of the content of his balls into her.
"Ahhh......Ahhhh......Hemant don't stop.........ahhhh....please!"
She continued to yell at him as his hips continued to pump just as quickly as before. Ananya spread her legs further giving him even deeper access to her wonderfully tight pussy. Hemant could feel the cum rumbling in his balls and he was moments from erupting.
"Ahhhhh!" Ananya screamed out.
She was close as well and he wanted to hold off until she came before letting go. Thankfully he wouldn't have to wait too long as Ananya detonated all over his dick; her pussy squirting juices all over the both of them. Hemant sped up his rhythm wanting to finally cum. He had so much cum stored up just waiting to be let out he could no longer hold back. His orgasm took him by storm. It started almost in the pit of his stomach and spread out through the rest of his body as he pumped gallon after gallon of cum into the juicy pussy he had the privilege of fucking.
Ananya and Hemant just lay on the bed trying to catch their breaths. He wrapped his arms around her sexy body and held her close to his chest. She cradled her head and made herself comfortable.
"Well....I can definitely say.....Mrunal undersold you!"
"Really?"
"Yeah......she claimed that you were this....sweet and tender but rough when needed but......you have a beast in you......"
"Lets just say I am going through a path of self discovery right now"
"Well if that self discovery leads to more fantastic sex like this then......I hereby encourage you more.."
"Thanks....I hope I didn't hurt you in any way...."
"No Hemant.....you just gave me exactly what I wanted.....I didn't want tender.....lets just say I have a time..."
"I figured....besides.....your petite figure is something I really enjoyed pleasuring!"
"I am honestly confused......why did your wife leave you if you were this good..."
Hemant felt a whirlwind of emotions when Sonarika was referred at this moment. He responded after a few seconds.
"Lets just say this awakening happened......after she left me so.....she was stuck with a poor version of me!"
"Well.....her loss....my gain...."
"For now....perhaps..."
They kissed slowly initially, but the seconds continued to pass and there was no pulling back from either one of them. Hemant rolled her on her back and settled on top of her. He continued massaging her tongue against his as he felt his erection return.
"Hmmm, looks like the beast has awakened again!"
Said Ananya before spreading her legs and wrapping them around his waist. The head of his dick penetrated her and slowly went into her.
"I guess so!"
Hemant finally replied as the warmth of her tight cavity drove his brain insane. He wrapped his arms around her and pumped his hips slowly. Enjoying the tightness and wetness of her pussy. This time he was much slower and deliberate with his movements. He wanted to get Sonarika off her mind for a little bit so he focused to bring the beautiful starlet below him pleasure. He drove his dick deep into her, pulled almost all the way back out before driving it all the way back in. He would change the speed on almost every other stroke. He would go between a long slow deep stroke to a very hard quick pound. Ananya loved it. It had her completely off guard and her hands were practically clawing at his back. They continued to kiss and his hands were now firmly playing with her hard nipples.
Hemant lifted one of her legs and put it on his shoulder so he could get deeper into her pussy. He sped up his pace a little bit. He looked down and watched her awesome breast just bouncing all over the place. It was really a sight to see. Hemant lowered his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth as he fucked her.
"AHHHHHHH" Ananya screamed out.
"Just like that!! I'm GONNNAA FUCKEN CUM!!"
Hemant kept the pace as it was. He stared down at her cute face as she got closer and closer to cumming.
"AHHHHHH....AAHHHHH SHIT!!"
Her eyes were shut tightly as her orgasm overtook her. He continued slamming his thick dick into her enjoying the way her pussy would contract as she came so damn hard. He lifted the other leg and put it on the same shoulder as the other. Hemant was fucking her hard now. His dick was practically ramming into her sending ripples across her ass cheeks. She bit down on her lip as another orgasm rocked her body. He was almost there as well. He kept pumping into her until he could feel his cum about to burst through his cock head.
"Ahhhhh! Ahhh gooooddd! SO FUCKEN GOOD!"
Ananya moaned as Hemant felt her pussy vibrate and shake from the inside. She came so hard that his cock was almost displaced from her hungry pussy. He held on for dear life and continued to push in harder.
"AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AHHHHHHHHH!" Ananya shouted as she was hit by another orgasm.
Hemant pulled his cock out and turned Ananya around so that her perky ass was facing him. He held onto her hips as he slipped his cock into her again. He knew he wouldn't last much longer but he couldn't resist the temptation of fucking young and tempting Ananya Pandey from behind. Ananya laid her head on the bed and just let him have his way with her, enjoying the way her ass cheeks shook with every hard thrust.
"OHHH FUCK! ANANYA! I'M HERE!!!!"
Hemant yelled as his cock exploded deep into her cunt. His entire body shook as cum continued to shoot deep into this young Bollywood star!
His release was volcanic. Thick, hot jets of cum erupted from him, pumping deep into her core. He could feel it, and so could she, the intense, pulsing spurts, each one a claim, a retaliation, a proof of passion. He spilled into her for what felt like an eternity, until he was utterly spent, his body collapsing onto hers.
He slid out, spent and softening, and a river of his release followed, oozing out of her and onto the sheets beneath them. They lay in a tangled, sweaty, sticky heap, the only sounds their ragged breaths. Exhaustion claimed them both, pulling them under into a deep, dreamless sleep before a single word could be spoken, their bodies a mess of sweat and spend under the mute witness of the moonlit sea.
(TO BE CONTD)
The cold, crisp taste of the light beer did little to wash away the aftertaste of the dream. Hemant sat at the hotel bar, the low hum of conversation a distant buzz. The Fortune magezine was the talk of the day. Hemant recieved congratulatory calls from Simon and Harper and Kunal in the evening before he arrived here. YOD Industries was thriving, a fortress he’d built with his own hands, but the victory felt hollow. Even now , at this moment , he was celebrating this great victory alone. Even Kunal had some business commitments to share a drink with him. In his already conflicted brain , Hemant felt like fate was yet again punishing him for his achievements. He remembered the social media posts of Pranitha. He reckoned she might be busy with her movie star friend right now. He considered calling Tamanna but reckoned an international call for something trivial like this will be stupid. His gaze drifted across the dimly lit room, settling on a young couple sharing a candlelit dinner. Their hands intertwined, their laughter soft.
His vision blurred.
The woman’s dark hair became Sonarika’s. The man’s confident smile morphed into Vikram’s. He saw it all again—the intimate glance, the unspoken promise, the kind of romance that had dismantled him brick by brick. His knuckles whitened around the beer bottle.
A sharp, rising voice shattered the phantom scene.
"I am telling you, there is a problem with your machine!"
He blinked, the ghosts dissolving. Near the entrance, a woman in a stunning emerald green gown was gesturing emphatically at the flustered hotel manager. The dress had a daring slit that revealed a long, smooth leg. Even from behind, the posture was familiar—poised, yet vibrating with frustration.
He moved without thinking, the industrialist in him taking over. As he approached, she turned, and recognition flashed in her wide, kohl-rimmed eyes.
"Ananya?"
"Hemant!" Ananya Pandey’s face shifted from annoyance to relief, then back to embarrassment.
"This is so silly. My card is being declined. I swear, there are funds"
Hemant offered the manager a placating smile and a nod.
"Put it on my tab, please"
"Hemant, no, you don’t have to—" Ananya began, her cheeks flushing.
"What are friends for?"
He said, his voice steadier than he felt. He guided her away from the staring patrons.
"Unless you’re treating me like a stranger now?"
"No....never....you will never be a stranger for me"
"Good....then let me handle this so that we can leave"
Saying that , Hemant paid the bill with his card. They both walked outside as the valet brought in his BE 6 to the hotel entrance. Eventually they drove off as Mumbai's traffic slowed their commute.
"So how is life"
"Pretty great actually.....was actually in the hotel for a personal success for me"
"Alone? What was the occasion?"
"I am in the May cover of the Fortune magazine"
"WHAT!? Hemant that is big news! When did you do that?"
"The shoot happened couple of weeks ago , Roxy prepped me for the shoot and Manish insisted I do"
"That is great of hear , I cannot wait to see the pictures..does Pranitha know?"
"I don't know honestly......we barely talked since she's gone to Amsterdam"
"Oh....that is so sad.....is that why you were celebrating all alone?"
"Nah.....I celebrated it with the company folks before evening....I just....wanted some me time"
"And now here you are.....taking an actress for a ride"
"That too....."
There was silence between them for a few seconds after which Ananya asked.
"So...Pranitha and you....are you guys serious?"
"Not really.....I am not exactly at a space where I can make something serious..."
"So...its like a fling?"
"Sort of.....besides....nothing exactly happened yet"
"What? but she said you both were involved for months now"
"That is a rumor she spread....apparently she is trying to protect me among the elites....a man like me will be easy target for the 'gold diggers'....."
"Oh......so she didn't....sleep with you?"
"Nope....just a kiss and a phone sex from Amsterdam.... she is probably scissoring Alia right now!"
Ananya raised an eyebrow and giggled. Hemant nervously laughed as well as he tried to course correct.
"Sorry....its just.....I saw her social media profiles....and she is with her at Amsterdam so.."
"No I understand Hemant....and you might be probably right....she might be doing that"
"Yeah....left me hanging.......my suffering never ends" Hemant said comically mocking his state.
"Awww....poor baby....but I believe you got even with her with Mrunal right."
"How do you know?"
"She told me....obviously....."
"Wait....you guys gossip.......about me?"
"Well....Pranitha's fake stories....painted a very unique picture about you.....so some of us were excited..."
"And you believed them?"
"I initially didn't.......but then Mrunal told me her experiences and that....intrigued me"
Ananya said with a grin. Hemant noticed the change in the atmosphere. He felt the urge to take the next step and he started intiating it.
"Then I only have one question Ananya......do you have any other plans for tonight"
"Not at the moment no.......why?"
"Because I’m taking you somewhere special" he said, a new edge in his tone.
The sight of his new villa, bathed in moonlight against the black sea, drew a genuine gasp from her. Ananya was very much surprised by the change in Hemant's life right now. He was truly becoming one among the elites and this bungalow was evidence to that. Tara, greeted them with wide eyes.
"Ananya....this is Tanya , my personal assistance....and you might already know who she is"
"Yes sir.....I am definitely familiar" Tara said with a smile hiding her excitement seeing a celebrity.
"Ananya will be staying the night here. Make all the arrangements she will need in the morning"
"Okay sir"
As Hemant led Ananya away who was intrigued by the whole place and looking around , Tara calmly observed them and realized what Daraaksh said to her about Hemant was slowly turning into reality.
Hemant led Ananya upstairs, not to the master suite, but to the other room. The one he’d designed for Sonarika. The one meant for forgetting the world. The walls were soundproofed, the centerpiece a massive bed on a raised platform facing a floor-to-ceiling window that looked out onto the endless, dark sea.
Ananya stepped inside, her eyes taking in the opulent, sensual decor—the plush rugs, the low lighting, the sheer curtains.
"Hemant… this room is…"
"A masterpiece....." he finished, shrugging off his suit jacket and his shirt.
He let his eyes travel over her then. The gown clung to her slim, youthful figure, highlighting the gentle swell of her breasts, the narrow waist. She was desire personified, a living antidote to the poison in his veins.
He came up behind her, his hands settling on her bare shoulders. She sighed, a shudder running through her.
"Are you sure about this?" she whispered, leaning back into his solid chest.
"Damn sure....and besides...." he said, his voice rough.
"I know you want this more than anything"
She turned in his arms, her eyes searching his. Then a slow, understanding smile touched her lips.
"Just don't hold back because I am petite and tiny" she murmured, her gaze dropping to his mouth.
"I prefer my man manly and rough!"
She closed the distance, her lips meeting his in a kiss that was not soft, not tentative. It was a claim. Her mouth opened under his, and the taste of her—mint and wine—ignited something feral in him. His hands slid down her back, finding the zipper of her dress. He pulled it down in one slow, deliberate motion.
She leaned into him and kissed him softly. Hemant grabbed her waist and pulled her even tighter against him. He loved the feel of her slim and sexy body and her hard nipples were poking through her dress already. The kiss got much heavier as their tongues met and began mashing together. She pulled his inner vest over his head and threw it on the ground. He moved the clasps of her dress to the side , eventually sliding it from the shoulders and was rewarded by the sight of her great tits and impressive nipples.
"Go ahead! No need to stand on ceremony" She said with the cutest smile.
Hemant opened his mouth and gently began to suck on her left nipple.
"Hmmm! That's nice"
She admitted as his tongue moved in circles around the tender nub. His other hand was gently caressing her other breast and pinching the nipple, making sure to have it ready for his mouth.
"Ooooo" Ananya cooed as Hemant moved his mouth to it.
Hemant pulled down the rest of her dress and dropped to his knees. She was wearing a light green thong that matched her dress and looked sexy against her skin. He was on his knees and was sucking away at her tits, he couldn't stop. He kept jumping from one to another. Licking and slurping all over one while kneading the other. He pulled down her panties finally revealing her wet and juicy pussy. He sat her down on the nearby chair and made her spread her legs wide. He had full access to her cunt and could no longer wait to dive into it. He jumped right in with his tongue. Licking and slurping up all of the juices that had already accumulated. She tasted wonderful and he could not get enough of her. Hemant pushed as much of his tongue as he could into her dripping cunt and fucked her with it slowly. Going back and forth, sliding between her folds. Ananya loved every second of it. She was moaning and playing with her own nipples.
Her clit was sticking out and he thought it also deserved some attention. He guided his tongue towards it, licking through her pussy before he could get to it.
"Ahhhh" She moaned loudly as he finally made contact.
Once he did he would not release it. Hemant continued running his tongue on the little bud making her buck her hips against his face. He pushed a finger into her and finger fucked her as he sucked at her clit mercilessly.
"Ahhh wow. Don't stop! mhmmm..."
Ananya was now going crazy pumping her hips against his face. She was so close to cumming her pussy was basically raining juices into his mouth. He added a second finger in her cunt and fucked her faster.
"Just like that!! ahhhhhh"
He didn't think it was possible but even more of her juices were deposited onto his tongue. She wouldn't stop cumming and continued to buck against his face as her body continued to convulse in the chair.
"Stop! Please stop Hemant!" She begged him pushing his head away from her pulsating cunt.
"But you just told me not to!" Hemant replied as he pulled himself away from her pussy.
"That was before you made me cum like hell"
"True. You okay?"
"Yeah i'm fine. I just need to catch my breath. You give a mouthjob that can rival a Lesbian!"
She said laughing at him.
"I've picked up a few things here and there"
He replied thinking about a past he regrets to move on from. Still on his knees Hemant kisses Ananya deeply. She opened her mouth inviting his tongue. His hands found her gorgeous tits again almost as though they had a mind of their own. He groped them and she moaned into his mouth. Her hands made their way to his pants and groped at his hard dick through his pants. It was his turn to moan as Ananya finally pulled them down releasing his hard cock. The next thing he knew he was overwhelmed by the feeling of her mouth engulfing his dick, he moaned deeply and grabbed her hair and pushed his hips sending his dick even deeper in her mouth. Ananya was such a good cocksucker, she just took him down her throat and grabbed his ass. She let him fuck her mouth and he did just that. Hemant had fistfulls of her hair and was pumping his hard dick down her throat faster and harder.
Hemant could no longer take it and lifted her off the ground and spun her towards the glass wall. She stuck into it as he aimed and pierced her wet pussy with his hard dick.
"Ahhh!"
They both groaned fully enjoying the the sensations of it all. He grabbed her hips and banged her viciously.
"Ahhhh! Ahhhh! shit! Ahhh!"
She screamed out as Hemant pulled her into the bed with his dick still fully embedded within her. She pulled off of him and lay on all fours sticking her ass straight into the air. He got on the bed and knelt behind her, he put his dick right back into the warm chamber it had only just escaped from. Her pussy was tight and she had a deceptively great ass that was made for fucking. He just loved watching it shake and quake whenever he drove his dick hard into the sexy movie star.
Ananya used her hand to rub her clit. Hemant used both of his to grab her near perfect tits and drive her body even harder onto his pulsating cock that was only waiting to unleash all of the content of his balls into her.
"Ahhh......Ahhhh......Hemant don't stop.........ahhhh....please!"
She continued to yell at him as his hips continued to pump just as quickly as before. Ananya spread her legs further giving him even deeper access to her wonderfully tight pussy. Hemant could feel the cum rumbling in his balls and he was moments from erupting.
"Ahhhhh!" Ananya screamed out.
She was close as well and he wanted to hold off until she came before letting go. Thankfully he wouldn't have to wait too long as Ananya detonated all over his dick; her pussy squirting juices all over the both of them. Hemant sped up his rhythm wanting to finally cum. He had so much cum stored up just waiting to be let out he could no longer hold back. His orgasm took him by storm. It started almost in the pit of his stomach and spread out through the rest of his body as he pumped gallon after gallon of cum into the juicy pussy he had the privilege of fucking.
Ananya and Hemant just lay on the bed trying to catch their breaths. He wrapped his arms around her sexy body and held her close to his chest. She cradled her head and made herself comfortable.
"Well....I can definitely say.....Mrunal undersold you!"
"Really?"
"Yeah......she claimed that you were this....sweet and tender but rough when needed but......you have a beast in you......"
"Lets just say I am going through a path of self discovery right now"
"Well if that self discovery leads to more fantastic sex like this then......I hereby encourage you more.."
"Thanks....I hope I didn't hurt you in any way...."
"No Hemant.....you just gave me exactly what I wanted.....I didn't want tender.....lets just say I have a time..."
"I figured....besides.....your petite figure is something I really enjoyed pleasuring!"
"I am honestly confused......why did your wife leave you if you were this good..."
Hemant felt a whirlwind of emotions when Sonarika was referred at this moment. He responded after a few seconds.
"Lets just say this awakening happened......after she left me so.....she was stuck with a poor version of me!"
"Well.....her loss....my gain...."
"For now....perhaps..."
They kissed slowly initially, but the seconds continued to pass and there was no pulling back from either one of them. Hemant rolled her on her back and settled on top of her. He continued massaging her tongue against his as he felt his erection return.
"Hmmm, looks like the beast has awakened again!"
Said Ananya before spreading her legs and wrapping them around his waist. The head of his dick penetrated her and slowly went into her.
"I guess so!"
Hemant finally replied as the warmth of her tight cavity drove his brain insane. He wrapped his arms around her and pumped his hips slowly. Enjoying the tightness and wetness of her pussy. This time he was much slower and deliberate with his movements. He wanted to get Sonarika off her mind for a little bit so he focused to bring the beautiful starlet below him pleasure. He drove his dick deep into her, pulled almost all the way back out before driving it all the way back in. He would change the speed on almost every other stroke. He would go between a long slow deep stroke to a very hard quick pound. Ananya loved it. It had her completely off guard and her hands were practically clawing at his back. They continued to kiss and his hands were now firmly playing with her hard nipples.
Hemant lifted one of her legs and put it on his shoulder so he could get deeper into her pussy. He sped up his pace a little bit. He looked down and watched her awesome breast just bouncing all over the place. It was really a sight to see. Hemant lowered his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth as he fucked her.
"AHHHHHHH" Ananya screamed out.
"Just like that!! I'm GONNNAA FUCKEN CUM!!"
Hemant kept the pace as it was. He stared down at her cute face as she got closer and closer to cumming.
"AHHHHHH....AAHHHHH SHIT!!"
Her eyes were shut tightly as her orgasm overtook her. He continued slamming his thick dick into her enjoying the way her pussy would contract as she came so damn hard. He lifted the other leg and put it on the same shoulder as the other. Hemant was fucking her hard now. His dick was practically ramming into her sending ripples across her ass cheeks. She bit down on her lip as another orgasm rocked her body. He was almost there as well. He kept pumping into her until he could feel his cum about to burst through his cock head.
"Ahhhhh! Ahhh gooooddd! SO FUCKEN GOOD!"
Ananya moaned as Hemant felt her pussy vibrate and shake from the inside. She came so hard that his cock was almost displaced from her hungry pussy. He held on for dear life and continued to push in harder.
"AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AHHHHHHHHH!" Ananya shouted as she was hit by another orgasm.
Hemant pulled his cock out and turned Ananya around so that her perky ass was facing him. He held onto her hips as he slipped his cock into her again. He knew he wouldn't last much longer but he couldn't resist the temptation of fucking young and tempting Ananya Pandey from behind. Ananya laid her head on the bed and just let him have his way with her, enjoying the way her ass cheeks shook with every hard thrust.
"OHHH FUCK! ANANYA! I'M HERE!!!!"
Hemant yelled as his cock exploded deep into her cunt. His entire body shook as cum continued to shoot deep into this young Bollywood star!
His release was volcanic. Thick, hot jets of cum erupted from him, pumping deep into her core. He could feel it, and so could she, the intense, pulsing spurts, each one a claim, a retaliation, a proof of passion. He spilled into her for what felt like an eternity, until he was utterly spent, his body collapsing onto hers.
He slid out, spent and softening, and a river of his release followed, oozing out of her and onto the sheets beneath them. They lay in a tangled, sweaty, sticky heap, the only sounds their ragged breaths. Exhaustion claimed them both, pulling them under into a deep, dreamless sleep before a single word could be spoken, their bodies a mess of sweat and spend under the mute witness of the moonlit sea.
(TO BE CONTD)
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