07-10-2026, 03:45 PM
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Chapter-92(a)
"It'd be Mr. Nayyar", Upendra updated when he saw Tanvi's shocked face.
"But... why is he here now?", Tanvi was concerned, confused and doubtful.
"Look here, Tanvi. He called me and I told him to come here", he paused as he pulled his boxers up. "Now, you, as my slut for the day, have one more job", he chuckled.
"Entertain that old man. I will go and get some sleep and your one job, is to keep him entertained"
"What... Why?", she was totally missing the point.
"He said that he is smitten by you. The trick that you pulled at Dinner was the trigger"
"What?", she was still confused and wrapped the towel over her, somewhat of a protective mechanism played.
"Look. I will make this simple and quick. Nayyar is here to see you, not me. So, entertain him without question, just like you did for the whole time you spent here since last evening, got it now"
"You mean... You mean, I should have sex with him?", her eyes clearly showed how flabbergasted she was.
"Yes, and clearly 'yes', if he wants to do it. In other words, just do what he asks of you, without questions"
"Oh-God! Why, Upen? You got what you wanted from me already. So, why are you doing this to me? I am not someone to be like this, Upen. You know it well. So why?", Tanvi was furious and controlled her anger from letting out to its fullest fury.
Tanvi boiled inside as she continued to look up at Upendra. Thousands of questions came up to her head, but she held it all inside. She wanted to slap him hard and walked out, but held onto that thought. Something was missing, she was aware of it clearly. She had invested all of herself into this web so that she could walk out of it with a clean chit, and it would be possible only if she was able to grasp their entire plans... She was also aware that having sex with her was not all of it, there was more... and with Khurram, it wasn't possible to squeeze it out, and her hopes were on Upendra. Now, with Nayyar coming into the picture, she knew she was closer to what she wanted to know.
Smirking at her, Upendra lifted her chin to force her eyes on him.
"No arguments Tanvi. Be my good slut, open the door and entertain, without a single question, clear?", he barked.
"Ji, yes, Upen"
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"Wow! What a pleasant surprise, my dear Tanvi? The old man, the really old looking man, stood half a head above her, in his light blue jeans and tucked in shirt, with a nice smile on his face and leaned forward to give her a quick hug.
Tanvi allowed it to happen. His aftershave was nice. He had a French beard, trimmed neat, and the rest of his face clean shaved. His hairline was already thin for his age, but his quick hug made her aware that he wasn't feeble, his hands held power and energy, she wondered for a moment, what was in store for her to come from this man. Deep inside, the itch started once again as she stood with just a towel hiding her modesty and Upendra's cum was mildly leaking out her thighs as well.
"Aren't you happy to see me, Tanvi?", Nayyar asked again as he didn't find hostility or welcome on her face.
"Ji, please come inside. Sorry"
"Thank you so much, Tanvi", Nayyar walked into the living room, and held her next to him with his left hand holding her waist, not allowing her to move away from him.
"Welcome Mr. Nayyar. I am so glad you came", Upendra came forward and shook his hand with the older man.
"Thank you, Upendra. It's a beautiful house you have here, and a fabulous company too", Nayyar smiled with a quick look to Tanvi whose face remained stoney.
"Well, thank you Sir. It's a huge thing that you set foot to this place and I feel bad that my wife is not here to welcome you properly"
"Oh no, not at all. Please Upendra. Allowing me the company of Tanvi itself is the best stuff for me. Please don’t mind anything else, thank you", Nayyar was polite, and for some reason, Tanvi liked it...
"Well, I was about to go for a nap as we had a heavy morning and lunch just now. Didn't we, Tanvi?", Upendra took a shot at her grimacing face.
"Ji, yes, Upen"
"Okay, then. Please feel free just like your own home, Mr. Nayyar. If you prefer outdoor, walk out of the garage below and it opens up to our private beach area. Enjoy the food and drinks, Tanvi knows this place very well"
"Fantastic. Thanks Upendra. I believe we will spend some good time getting to know each other, Tanvi", Nayyar smiled affectionately, and she liked it, despite the whole scenario of her being the slut for sale.
"Okay then. Enjoy yourselves. I will go out and finish some business with my wife", Upendra updated and climbed up to the first floor, then a few minutes later, came dressed up and with a wave towards her, left the mansion in his SUV.
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"So, Tanvi", Nayyar smiled and left her waist, releasing her.
"Ji"
"Please call me Bobby. That's the name I like to be called. Nayyar is too formal to be taken between us now"
"Sure"
"Would you prefer to eat something before we head out? I would like to see you in open air, especially if there is a beach"
"I... No, I ate already", she lied. She wasn't feeling the need to eat anything.
"Oh okay. Then, drink some water. A lot of water, please. If we are going outside, better not to get thirsty in between", Nayyar went to the table and handed her a large bottle, possibly more than a litre of water in it. "Drink it, please"
"But, I am not thirsty now, Bobby", she took his name pensively. He was too old to call his name.
"Nothing doing. I want you to drink this whole bottle now, and a bit more. You will need it, Tanvi", he insisted.
She had to drink. Once finished, he refilled half of it, and made her drink that as well. Suddenly, she felt heavy... her stomach gurgled.
"Good girl. Now, I got you some clothes to try out. Don't be shy, as I want to see you as is... let's go outside, do you know how we reach the beach?", he asked politely, taking a good look at her naked legs, making her shudder.
"I think... it's downstairs through the garage"
"Okay, let's go then", as he replied, Nayyar pulled his shirt out, unbuckled and removed his jeans as well, standing next to her in nothing except a spandex underwear.
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It took Tanvi quite a moment to come to terms with what was happening. She was about to have sex with another man... her limbs shook when she climbed down and opened the Garage and was shocked to find a large expanse of greenery and a bit further a good view of sand and ocean, so close. Even when she stood up and spread herself to Upendra that morning, she missed to catch this beautiful view. She was surprised!
"What a nice view", Nayyar was also equally surprised.
"Tanvi, come. Walk with me", he pulled her arm and she was forced to walk next to the half-naked old man. His body was thin, with a slight belly down, but the rest of his body was healthy, not feeble like his face, it was a man's body who maintained himself very well. She also noticed the bulge, it wasn't obnoxiously large, and she recalled what she saw in the video that Upendra showed her last evening... the bulge was nice to look at, it packed a punch. She felt her partially creaming as she walked to the water.
"So, Tanvi. Wear this bikini set and the top. I want to take some photos of you", Nayyar gave her a small bag.
"Bobby, I don't want to be photographed. Could you understand that, please?"
"Of course. I want to be clear with you. Being honest to each other is the most important part. I got your mobile phone here, and all the photos will be taken on this phone, not mine. Only if you feel and when you feel like sharing it, send it to me okay. I am saving my number in this", Nayyar saved his number and smiled affectionately.
"Thank you, Bobby", she was glad and suddenly her demeanour changed with a return smile.
"God! You are one beautiful creature", he whispered. "You can change now"
"Here?"
"Why not? This is a private place. Not a single soul other than both of us here, right? Go ahead"
Tanvi took one more look around to make sure no one was there. With a groan, she dropped her towel and stood in all her naked glory, in the afternoon sun, next to the moving ocean, around green trees and grass. For unknown reasons, she felt more comfortable with Nayyar than anyone else she'd been with so far. Being naked was part of what was asked... she stripped slowly.
"Beautiful", he muttered to himself as started snapping photos of her.
Tanvi took the Bikini set, a black and green floral, and pulled over her chest and then through her legs. It was a thong type but not a sleazy one. Yet, it clearly exposed her. Then she wore the wrap, more like a baby-doll top that reached her groin.
"Perfect", she heard his approving note.
"Thank you"
"Right. Take a stroll to the water, and then walk back to me", Nayyar sat on a large stone nearby and continued taking snaps.
Tanvi took couple of steps to the water, and dipped her feet first into the wet sand. Then took a look behind her, Nayyar was focused on taking her photos. Then turning herself towards him, she walked back.
"Now, remove the top first"
She pulled the baby-doll away to make her body half naked. Nayyar gulped as his eyes feasted on the exotic Goddess. Despite his extensive exposure to porn, it was the first time since he had a woman of such beauty at his hands. The moment he saw her at Dinner, his mind was set, he had to have her. Then, when he found her seated with Upendra, his brain was exhilarated, and when she deliberately exposed herself to him, in front of people, he was sure that the hot young woman was not Upendra's wife, she was on call!
"Tanvi, are you okay?"
"Ji... I mean, yes, Bobby"
"Okay great. Seemed like you were thinking of something"
"Oh... no, no. It's my first time here and like this..."
"Ah... hmm... look Tanvi, relax yourself okay. I am not going to do anything that you don't want to. So, don't worry and relax", his voice was soothing and it made a visible reaction on her.
"Now, you try that purple set", Nayyar pointed to another set.
Without showing any shame, Tanvi removed what she wore and pulled on the next set.
For almost half-hour, he made her remove and wear many more thongs, panties and lingerie and continued taking snaps.
Tanvi felt her body heated up and each time she looked at the old man, she caught him staring at her ass, legs, feet, breasts and also kneading his bulge that seemed to have grown larger.
"Have you watched porn, Tanvi?"
Tanvi was pulling up a single piece blue coloured spandex over her legs when she heard the question, and froze mid-way.
"Ji...?"
"Bobby, please"
"Sorry, Bobby. What did you ask?"
"I asked, if you watch porn or rather, do you like watching it?" Nayyar leaned back to the large stone and relaxed casually.
"No, I mean, I don't watch it and I don't like it as well", she replied as she pulled the single piece over her shoulders.
"Nice, that colour looks amazing on you. Turn around please"
Tanvi turned to show her back to the old man. The fact that he was using her mobile was a relief, it was the only relief.
"Now, bend your knees and hands, make sure to thrust your ass up, and look back to me"
He took few more snaps and asked her to lie on the wet sand, water passing through her body, her legs with each wave that came to shore.
"What didn't you like in porn?", he was now close to her, on his knees, close to her thighs.
"Hmm... it's... a bit demeaning, and not real", she looked up and saw his bulge that was much bigger than when they started.
"Ah... not real?... okay. Tanvi, one thing to tell you... everything you see on screen is real, but there are many things that you don't see there too. Just like a movie being shot, there are many activities that are removed from the final scenes. We keep only the ones that viewers wants to see"
"Ah, okay", she didn't know what else to reply.
"I want to use the toilet, Bobby", she was already trying her best to stop her face from contorting due to the weight she felt inside her urethral bladder. The water she drank was ready to be pushed out.
"Okay, that's perfect, Tanvi", he paused as he heard her request. "Use the toilet? Not yet.. this is the deal... I stopped doing porn a long ago, okay. And since then, I have only my wife as my bed partner. So, first things first... I am clean...in this business honesty works better. So, I got myself verified before coming here and I got the medical certificate to show you that I am clean. What about you?"
"Ji...??", Tanvi was shocked to hear his question.
"Are you clean? Reason I ask is, possibly you may have gone out with 'n' number of men, or women, and I don't know anything of it"
"No... I mean, I am clean!!", she exclaimed.
"Oh, don't get tense. If you are okay to answer, how many partners have you had so far. If you can disclose it, I would be much comfortable, Tanvi"
"Huh... three... I mean... three including my Husband", she replied with broken words and reddened cheeks.
"Aah... so, you are a novice", he smiled broadly. "Perfect. Come, let's go inside"
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Nayyar took her hand once again, and both reached the living room and freshened up to remove the sand from their legs. He silently asked her to take a dip in the pool where he also joined, then both came up and dried themselves.
"Wear that cream set, Tanvi... and come here", Nayyar asked her pointing to a mild yellow bra and panty, and keeping the phone away, he sat at one end of the large couch.
"I... I want to pee, Bobby", she said in a low tone.
"Don't worry about it, for now. What you do instead is, to drink a bit more water. I will help you in a short while", he smiled and pointed at the half filled water.
Tanvi wanted to fight, but instead, with extreme discomfort, she controlled her bladder and drank more water. Then she wore the bra and panty. It was simple, yet very much daring. Bra covered half of her breasts and panty also half exposed her ass-cheeks. But the colour tone was stunning once she wore it. It fit on her like glued and her yellow skin radiated.
"Come here, babe", she heard the old man's voice.
Once she walked and stood next to Nayyar, who was seated on one end of the couch, Tanvi paused standing in front of him, her yellow skin glowing and her cream two-piece to seem like she was standing stark naked.
"Beautiful", Nayyar whispered and pulled her to him, that made her sit on his lap, not straddle, but with both her legs together, upper body aligned to his torso, more like a couple-huddling at each other.
Tanvi gasped when she found being held so close to a stranger, her breasts squishing against an unknown man's body, like a sweet couple.
"Are you okay?", he asked looking into her green eyes.
"Yes, but... I don't know if this is right, Bobby... I... I... am not such a woman"
"Of course, I guessed as much. But, trust me, I told you before, you have nothing to worry of me... I just want you to be comfortable with me, that's all. Are you okay now?"
"Ji... much better... I... I was told to make you comfortable", she replied with a slight glaze in her eyes.
Nayyar saw it clearly. Though it wasn't his first time coaxing a female, Tanvi was different than any that he ever came across. He sensed the moral value of this woman weighing down heavily on her and despite being broken, and forced, she was expressing her accommodative approach... he couldn't place it correctly.
"Tanvi, I am into a Business that everyone thinks that it's vulgar, even to talk of it. I started off starring myself into many at a young age but then stopped. Now, I scout future stars. And whenever I see someone, my brain races to explore the potential" he paused.
"And, you want me to be in those movies?" The question didn't come out of her, but the images did come through, taken by multiple male performers and being captured in widescreen in all its vulgarity. She didn't know why, but an unwanted twitch came from her pussy. She had bit her lips to stop that discomforting feeling.
"Hmm", she crooned at him, his face was too close. She felt his breath on her face.
"So, when I saw you yesterday, trust me when I say that I was stunned"
"Hmm"
"Now, I am really shocked when you say, you've only been with two men other than your husband till now. So, when did you start this?"
"You mean...?"
"Yes, when did you start going out of your marriage?"
"Just few weeks ago", she replied truthfully.
"Oh... so, you are totally a novice then"
"Hmm", she held her urge to pee.
"Don't worry. I am not here to make you do things that you don't want to. But, I have a proposition"
"Ji?"
"Let's start with a kiss, Tanvi. Give me a kiss that makes you comfortable. Don't think of what I may think. I want you to give your all into it. Forget for a moment, who I am and who you are. Just a woman and a man, exploring this kiss, that's all", he smiled and hugged her by keeping his right hand at her lower back, just above where her ass started.
Tanvi felt a bit better. "A kiss... that's all he is asking", she thought.
Leaving the rest of her wild thoughts, Tanvi leaned further into his thin frame, her right hand remained at his belly. Her lips parted, her dove eyes closed over her green iris, and leaned forward till she felt her soft lips pressing against his frail ones.
A shudder came out of her when his light moustache pinched against her upper lip. The moment she sensed his lips opening, she slowly extended her tongue into his mouth and shuddered again when he used his tongue to suck hers. It was mild, but the effect on her was severe. She groped his neck and ran her fingers behind his head, bringing him closer to her.
Nayyar used his right hand to move up to her shoulder blades and pulled her towards him... both of them simmering into the blissful kiss they held and she melted into it. It was when her breasts pressed on to his body she realized how thin the material was, her nipples were super hard and poked onto his hand and chest, making her hornier than she actually was.
Tanvi wanted to move away and straddle him properly, but as Nayyar held her in that position, she didn't want to move further because the pleasure she was feeling was blissful.
Slowly, her left hand moved down from his belly to reach his spandex underwear cladded crotch. She heard a moan of pleasure from him as an indication of what was about to happen next. Her pussy was already soaked with her running juices.
"Kiss me the way you want me to kiss you, babe", he whispered to her, removing their lip-lock for a second.
As if she was waiting for those words, Tanvi parted her lips as wide as possible, and closed in over his mouth. The moment she got both his lips inside hers, she ran her saliva all over, using her long tongue, she plastered and coated him with it.
With a sudden increase of pace, her mouth moved to his cheeks, tongue lashing out to smother his shaved skin, then she moved down to suck his bearded chin, within seconds, Nayyar's face gleamed and glimmered with her spit.
A moment came when she stopped to take a breath.
At that exact moment, Nayyar forced her face to his mouth.
He stopped her from opening her lips, instead he kissed her back. It was his turn to smother her... his mouth went all the way from her forehead, to eyes, to nose, to her cheeks, lips, to her chin, back to her lips, and finally thrust himself into her mouth, twisting her tongue with his and engulfed her mouth with his, making her moan with delight.
Tanvi's body stiffened when he pulled her hand away from his neck and brought down to place on his crotch. It wasn’t hard or soft... somewhere in between.
"Oh-Gaawd", she whimpered.
"Few things, Tanvi", Nayyar moved his hands over her chin in slow circles creating goosebumps all over her skin.
"Yes"
"When a shoot happens, participants have to be comfortable with each other, totally trusting the other. It also means, when one feel uncomfortable, say 'stop', and the action stops right there, no questions asked, okay"
"Ji... okay", she couldn't follow what and where this was leading to.
"Now, consider this as our shoot, okay? You do what I ask of you, and I do what you ask of me... without any boundaries of limitations between us"
"Ji... okay"
"Meaning, we explore ourselves to the fullest. No limits, and no barriers between us. No questions... unless you feel the need to say 'stop', okay?"
"Ji... I mean, yes, Bobby"
"Good, that's what it is all about... trusting your partner completely", he kissed her chin making her go beet red for a moment.
"Let me ask you once... Do you want it, Tanvi? Do you want to feel over the top of the world?", he asked again, in a whisper while squishing her head into his face, this time forcefully.
"Hmmm...", she had no reason to believe it was her own voice that admitted it.
The arousal she felt was something new than how she felt with Khurram or Upendra... leaving Sanjoth far behind anywhere near to what she was feeling with this stranger.
Before she could think it through any further, his lips made contact with hers, once again, and though it was a gentle touch, the impact was unmistakable.
He broke the kiss briefly, and then pecked her on her exposed neck lightly, savouring the forbidden pleasure. The small kisses quickly grew firmer, and when he saw her lips parting, he took the next step.
Nayyar grabbed her bare right thigh and pulled it up, trapping her hands below it, making her palm to hold his erection and also made sure to push his tongue into her mouth, that was accepted immediately, by offering her tongue to engage with his, slobbering, moaning and encouraging him to do more...
The odd couple, extremely odd one, kissed passionately, losing themselves into that kiss, literally devouring each other with no regard for anything.
Tanvi had no intention to break free, despite making out with a man old enough to be her Father, that too in a house that wasn't hers and more than everything, allowing her to fall into the depravity of having sex with yet another man who wasn't her husband.
Between their heated kiss, and gruelling bodies, Nayyar slid back on the large couch, giving her room to move over him as he pulled her right leg to his left and the next moment, making her straddle him, properly making her sit on his half-naked form. Feeling that space, Tanvi pressed herself closer to the old man, pushing her soaked cream panty that was wet all over her groin, to gyrate exactly over his spandex covered bulge, which was now steel-hard.
She moaned into his mouth when she felt the man's thin but strong hands groping her naked ass-cheeks to press on his shaft harder than she could. She was having a myriad of contradicting thoughts. She wanted to stop this madness, because slow by slow ratio, she was becoming a whore, just like Khurram and Sanjoth termed her.
No sensible rationale came into her head as her lust had already taken over her conscience. When she sensed his thin fingers rolling the back of her panty to pull up her waist, turning that apparel into a string, making it disappear between her ass-cleft, the next thing that she wanted from Nayyar was him to rip her panty and punish her pussy by making it's entry into her screaming pussy... her juices flowed out of the sides of her soaked panty to smear over his spandex underwear, making his hardness to become wet... with her liquids.
“Ooh-God-Hmmmm…”, Tanvi whimpered, her voice breaking into sweet invitation to the ex-porn actor.
Both of them continued their lip-lock, and fought with their tongues while saliva dropped out of their mouths profusely spreading over his chest and also on her bra covered breasts.
After feeling like an unknown time, Tanvi groaned loud, gasped hard and pulled away from the kiss to take a big gulp of air into her lungs. Even before she could finish that inhale, her lips left a loud yelp of pleasure when Nayyar stretched his neck and kissed her saliva smothered cleavage.
Her hands flew up to hold his head, not to stop... instead, to his glee, she brought his mouth to crush against the valley between her breasts. Her head dropped to the left of his head and sucked his ear with her sloppy mouth, silently asking him to take her.
Nayyar slowly pulled the string of her bra and made her shoulders to expose out of it. It hung mildly at her nipples. He was, in fact, absolutely shocked.
First, when he heard from Upendra that the woman whom he met at Dinner wasn't a slut.
Then, Tanvi explained that she only had sex with two others, other than her husband.
Despite his vast experience in porn business where he coaxed, threatened or paid females to bid what he offered, most shocking was the way Tanvi responded to his touch, the way she turned the tables that made him feel like his younger version, to enjoy a mutual partnership to fulfil both their cravings.
All of it was a bit overwhelming but as a veteran, he intended to make this into a life's most memorable experience. The woman who grinded on top of him was such a rare gem that he finally found.
"I need to pee, Bobby", Tanvi pulled away and whispered her request. While she did, her bra came loose and fell to her hips.
"My God! Up close, you are so supple, baby", by telling her that, Nayyar moved to her left breast and took just her protruding nipple into his mouth.
Tanvi moaned in a low voice and her eyes slowly closed with the pleasure of his lips and tongue rolling her stone hard nipple.
With the agility of a leopard, Nayyar removed the clasp of her bra and made her free of it and his other hand kneaded her right breast, while still sucking her left nipple.
"You didn't breast feed, right?"
"Hmm... no, I didn't. Both kids were used to drinking from bottle", she gasped.
"How come, Tanvi?"
"My... uh... my Grandmother made me do it the Japanese way", she gasped loud as he moved to her right nipple.
Nayyar deliberately avoided squeezing her breasts, instead he focused only on her nipples... nowhere around... only over her areolas. Her pink nubbins seemed red, deep red now.
"No wonder you look so exotic, Japanese"
"Aaah, yesss... Bobby... ooh-God... I...I want... to... toilet... hmmm"
But, he pulled away leaving her half moaning.
"First, I want to feel your mouth on me. It has been quite a while since I had a woman there. Depending on how you perform, you will get my permission", Nayyar gave her a naughty smile.
"Also, make sure to look into my eyes, regardless of what we are going to do... Remember, eye-lock is most critical while performing porn"
It wasn't a bad smile that he gave her, but the words he said "performing porn!", Tanvi was momentarily confused of what they were doing... "auditioning?"... "fucking?"... She couldn't place it properly.
But, within his naughty smile, there was a certain element of genuine concern that he conveyed that convinced her to do what he asked of her.
With a heavy effort to control her bladder that was about to spill urine, Tanvi slid slowly down through his body. She made sure the move was worth his anticipation, and addressed her desperation as well. She passed her bra covered, but wet breasts and hard nipples through his chest first, then with the same crushing move, slid through his torso, making his shudder and sank to her knees between his spread legs.
With her lower lip bitten, and eyes locked to his, just like he asked, her fingers trailed up to the waistband of his spandex underwear. Her gaze was locked, as she maintained her eye contact when she pulled his underwear through his sides, exposing more of his naked skin.
"Beautiful", he smiled down at the exotic find.
A shiver ran up her spine, as she felt his hands on her face, his fingers tracing through her forehead, to ears, to cheeks, her chin, and fondled her lips to part wider.
"Ooh-hmmm", a deep groan came out of her opened lips when she finally slid his underwear down through his thighs and let it fall down to his feet, on the ground.
She had to pull away her eye-lock and tried hard to stop her lust-fuelled moan when she finally had a full view of the old man's cock.
It was a different tool altogether. She recalled the image when she watched the video shown to her by Upendra. The thing that made the girl scream out of her mind was right in front, less than few inches away from her reach.
His penis was chocolate brown, completely shaved like he waxed it just few minutes earlier, it's size was similar to Dattu's manhood, probably a bit smaller in length than her milk man's, but the difference was it's head... the shaft in front of her had a round bulb like a Gulab Jamun was placed at the end of a brown rod, a different dimension than the rest of his shaft.
It wasn't menacing.
It wasn't unnatural.
It was a tool that she fell suddenly in awe.
Without losing another moment, her fingers wrapped around it, making the old man release a gasp of approval.
"It'd be Mr. Nayyar", Upendra updated when he saw Tanvi's shocked face.
"But... why is he here now?", Tanvi was concerned, confused and doubtful.
"Look here, Tanvi. He called me and I told him to come here", he paused as he pulled his boxers up. "Now, you, as my slut for the day, have one more job", he chuckled.
"Entertain that old man. I will go and get some sleep and your one job, is to keep him entertained"
"What... Why?", she was totally missing the point.
"He said that he is smitten by you. The trick that you pulled at Dinner was the trigger"
"What?", she was still confused and wrapped the towel over her, somewhat of a protective mechanism played.
"Look. I will make this simple and quick. Nayyar is here to see you, not me. So, entertain him without question, just like you did for the whole time you spent here since last evening, got it now"
"You mean... You mean, I should have sex with him?", her eyes clearly showed how flabbergasted she was.
"Yes, and clearly 'yes', if he wants to do it. In other words, just do what he asks of you, without questions"
"Oh-God! Why, Upen? You got what you wanted from me already. So, why are you doing this to me? I am not someone to be like this, Upen. You know it well. So why?", Tanvi was furious and controlled her anger from letting out to its fullest fury.
Tanvi boiled inside as she continued to look up at Upendra. Thousands of questions came up to her head, but she held it all inside. She wanted to slap him hard and walked out, but held onto that thought. Something was missing, she was aware of it clearly. She had invested all of herself into this web so that she could walk out of it with a clean chit, and it would be possible only if she was able to grasp their entire plans... She was also aware that having sex with her was not all of it, there was more... and with Khurram, it wasn't possible to squeeze it out, and her hopes were on Upendra. Now, with Nayyar coming into the picture, she knew she was closer to what she wanted to know.
Smirking at her, Upendra lifted her chin to force her eyes on him.
"No arguments Tanvi. Be my good slut, open the door and entertain, without a single question, clear?", he barked.
"Ji, yes, Upen"
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"Wow! What a pleasant surprise, my dear Tanvi? The old man, the really old looking man, stood half a head above her, in his light blue jeans and tucked in shirt, with a nice smile on his face and leaned forward to give her a quick hug.
Tanvi allowed it to happen. His aftershave was nice. He had a French beard, trimmed neat, and the rest of his face clean shaved. His hairline was already thin for his age, but his quick hug made her aware that he wasn't feeble, his hands held power and energy, she wondered for a moment, what was in store for her to come from this man. Deep inside, the itch started once again as she stood with just a towel hiding her modesty and Upendra's cum was mildly leaking out her thighs as well.
"Aren't you happy to see me, Tanvi?", Nayyar asked again as he didn't find hostility or welcome on her face.
"Ji, please come inside. Sorry"
"Thank you so much, Tanvi", Nayyar walked into the living room, and held her next to him with his left hand holding her waist, not allowing her to move away from him.
"Welcome Mr. Nayyar. I am so glad you came", Upendra came forward and shook his hand with the older man.
"Thank you, Upendra. It's a beautiful house you have here, and a fabulous company too", Nayyar smiled with a quick look to Tanvi whose face remained stoney.
"Well, thank you Sir. It's a huge thing that you set foot to this place and I feel bad that my wife is not here to welcome you properly"
"Oh no, not at all. Please Upendra. Allowing me the company of Tanvi itself is the best stuff for me. Please don’t mind anything else, thank you", Nayyar was polite, and for some reason, Tanvi liked it...
"Well, I was about to go for a nap as we had a heavy morning and lunch just now. Didn't we, Tanvi?", Upendra took a shot at her grimacing face.
"Ji, yes, Upen"
"Okay, then. Please feel free just like your own home, Mr. Nayyar. If you prefer outdoor, walk out of the garage below and it opens up to our private beach area. Enjoy the food and drinks, Tanvi knows this place very well"
"Fantastic. Thanks Upendra. I believe we will spend some good time getting to know each other, Tanvi", Nayyar smiled affectionately, and she liked it, despite the whole scenario of her being the slut for sale.
"Okay then. Enjoy yourselves. I will go out and finish some business with my wife", Upendra updated and climbed up to the first floor, then a few minutes later, came dressed up and with a wave towards her, left the mansion in his SUV.
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"So, Tanvi", Nayyar smiled and left her waist, releasing her.
"Ji"
"Please call me Bobby. That's the name I like to be called. Nayyar is too formal to be taken between us now"
"Sure"
"Would you prefer to eat something before we head out? I would like to see you in open air, especially if there is a beach"
"I... No, I ate already", she lied. She wasn't feeling the need to eat anything.
"Oh okay. Then, drink some water. A lot of water, please. If we are going outside, better not to get thirsty in between", Nayyar went to the table and handed her a large bottle, possibly more than a litre of water in it. "Drink it, please"
"But, I am not thirsty now, Bobby", she took his name pensively. He was too old to call his name.
"Nothing doing. I want you to drink this whole bottle now, and a bit more. You will need it, Tanvi", he insisted.
She had to drink. Once finished, he refilled half of it, and made her drink that as well. Suddenly, she felt heavy... her stomach gurgled.
"Good girl. Now, I got you some clothes to try out. Don't be shy, as I want to see you as is... let's go outside, do you know how we reach the beach?", he asked politely, taking a good look at her naked legs, making her shudder.
"I think... it's downstairs through the garage"
"Okay, let's go then", as he replied, Nayyar pulled his shirt out, unbuckled and removed his jeans as well, standing next to her in nothing except a spandex underwear.
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It took Tanvi quite a moment to come to terms with what was happening. She was about to have sex with another man... her limbs shook when she climbed down and opened the Garage and was shocked to find a large expanse of greenery and a bit further a good view of sand and ocean, so close. Even when she stood up and spread herself to Upendra that morning, she missed to catch this beautiful view. She was surprised!
"What a nice view", Nayyar was also equally surprised.
"Tanvi, come. Walk with me", he pulled her arm and she was forced to walk next to the half-naked old man. His body was thin, with a slight belly down, but the rest of his body was healthy, not feeble like his face, it was a man's body who maintained himself very well. She also noticed the bulge, it wasn't obnoxiously large, and she recalled what she saw in the video that Upendra showed her last evening... the bulge was nice to look at, it packed a punch. She felt her partially creaming as she walked to the water.
"So, Tanvi. Wear this bikini set and the top. I want to take some photos of you", Nayyar gave her a small bag.
"Bobby, I don't want to be photographed. Could you understand that, please?"
"Of course. I want to be clear with you. Being honest to each other is the most important part. I got your mobile phone here, and all the photos will be taken on this phone, not mine. Only if you feel and when you feel like sharing it, send it to me okay. I am saving my number in this", Nayyar saved his number and smiled affectionately.
"Thank you, Bobby", she was glad and suddenly her demeanour changed with a return smile.
"God! You are one beautiful creature", he whispered. "You can change now"
"Here?"
"Why not? This is a private place. Not a single soul other than both of us here, right? Go ahead"
Tanvi took one more look around to make sure no one was there. With a groan, she dropped her towel and stood in all her naked glory, in the afternoon sun, next to the moving ocean, around green trees and grass. For unknown reasons, she felt more comfortable with Nayyar than anyone else she'd been with so far. Being naked was part of what was asked... she stripped slowly.
"Beautiful", he muttered to himself as started snapping photos of her.
Tanvi took the Bikini set, a black and green floral, and pulled over her chest and then through her legs. It was a thong type but not a sleazy one. Yet, it clearly exposed her. Then she wore the wrap, more like a baby-doll top that reached her groin.
"Perfect", she heard his approving note.
"Thank you"
"Right. Take a stroll to the water, and then walk back to me", Nayyar sat on a large stone nearby and continued taking snaps.
Tanvi took couple of steps to the water, and dipped her feet first into the wet sand. Then took a look behind her, Nayyar was focused on taking her photos. Then turning herself towards him, she walked back.
"Now, remove the top first"
She pulled the baby-doll away to make her body half naked. Nayyar gulped as his eyes feasted on the exotic Goddess. Despite his extensive exposure to porn, it was the first time since he had a woman of such beauty at his hands. The moment he saw her at Dinner, his mind was set, he had to have her. Then, when he found her seated with Upendra, his brain was exhilarated, and when she deliberately exposed herself to him, in front of people, he was sure that the hot young woman was not Upendra's wife, she was on call!
"Tanvi, are you okay?"
"Ji... I mean, yes, Bobby"
"Okay great. Seemed like you were thinking of something"
"Oh... no, no. It's my first time here and like this..."
"Ah... hmm... look Tanvi, relax yourself okay. I am not going to do anything that you don't want to. So, don't worry and relax", his voice was soothing and it made a visible reaction on her.
"Now, you try that purple set", Nayyar pointed to another set.
Without showing any shame, Tanvi removed what she wore and pulled on the next set.
For almost half-hour, he made her remove and wear many more thongs, panties and lingerie and continued taking snaps.
Tanvi felt her body heated up and each time she looked at the old man, she caught him staring at her ass, legs, feet, breasts and also kneading his bulge that seemed to have grown larger.
"Have you watched porn, Tanvi?"
Tanvi was pulling up a single piece blue coloured spandex over her legs when she heard the question, and froze mid-way.
"Ji...?"
"Bobby, please"
"Sorry, Bobby. What did you ask?"
"I asked, if you watch porn or rather, do you like watching it?" Nayyar leaned back to the large stone and relaxed casually.
"No, I mean, I don't watch it and I don't like it as well", she replied as she pulled the single piece over her shoulders.
"Nice, that colour looks amazing on you. Turn around please"
Tanvi turned to show her back to the old man. The fact that he was using her mobile was a relief, it was the only relief.
"Now, bend your knees and hands, make sure to thrust your ass up, and look back to me"
He took few more snaps and asked her to lie on the wet sand, water passing through her body, her legs with each wave that came to shore.
"What didn't you like in porn?", he was now close to her, on his knees, close to her thighs.
"Hmm... it's... a bit demeaning, and not real", she looked up and saw his bulge that was much bigger than when they started.
"Ah... not real?... okay. Tanvi, one thing to tell you... everything you see on screen is real, but there are many things that you don't see there too. Just like a movie being shot, there are many activities that are removed from the final scenes. We keep only the ones that viewers wants to see"
"Ah, okay", she didn't know what else to reply.
"I want to use the toilet, Bobby", she was already trying her best to stop her face from contorting due to the weight she felt inside her urethral bladder. The water she drank was ready to be pushed out.
"Okay, that's perfect, Tanvi", he paused as he heard her request. "Use the toilet? Not yet.. this is the deal... I stopped doing porn a long ago, okay. And since then, I have only my wife as my bed partner. So, first things first... I am clean...in this business honesty works better. So, I got myself verified before coming here and I got the medical certificate to show you that I am clean. What about you?"
"Ji...??", Tanvi was shocked to hear his question.
"Are you clean? Reason I ask is, possibly you may have gone out with 'n' number of men, or women, and I don't know anything of it"
"No... I mean, I am clean!!", she exclaimed.
"Oh, don't get tense. If you are okay to answer, how many partners have you had so far. If you can disclose it, I would be much comfortable, Tanvi"
"Huh... three... I mean... three including my Husband", she replied with broken words and reddened cheeks.
"Aah... so, you are a novice", he smiled broadly. "Perfect. Come, let's go inside"
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Nayyar took her hand once again, and both reached the living room and freshened up to remove the sand from their legs. He silently asked her to take a dip in the pool where he also joined, then both came up and dried themselves.
"Wear that cream set, Tanvi... and come here", Nayyar asked her pointing to a mild yellow bra and panty, and keeping the phone away, he sat at one end of the large couch.
"I... I want to pee, Bobby", she said in a low tone.
"Don't worry about it, for now. What you do instead is, to drink a bit more water. I will help you in a short while", he smiled and pointed at the half filled water.
Tanvi wanted to fight, but instead, with extreme discomfort, she controlled her bladder and drank more water. Then she wore the bra and panty. It was simple, yet very much daring. Bra covered half of her breasts and panty also half exposed her ass-cheeks. But the colour tone was stunning once she wore it. It fit on her like glued and her yellow skin radiated.
"Come here, babe", she heard the old man's voice.
Once she walked and stood next to Nayyar, who was seated on one end of the couch, Tanvi paused standing in front of him, her yellow skin glowing and her cream two-piece to seem like she was standing stark naked.
"Beautiful", Nayyar whispered and pulled her to him, that made her sit on his lap, not straddle, but with both her legs together, upper body aligned to his torso, more like a couple-huddling at each other.
Tanvi gasped when she found being held so close to a stranger, her breasts squishing against an unknown man's body, like a sweet couple.
"Are you okay?", he asked looking into her green eyes.
"Yes, but... I don't know if this is right, Bobby... I... I... am not such a woman"
"Of course, I guessed as much. But, trust me, I told you before, you have nothing to worry of me... I just want you to be comfortable with me, that's all. Are you okay now?"
"Ji... much better... I... I was told to make you comfortable", she replied with a slight glaze in her eyes.
Nayyar saw it clearly. Though it wasn't his first time coaxing a female, Tanvi was different than any that he ever came across. He sensed the moral value of this woman weighing down heavily on her and despite being broken, and forced, she was expressing her accommodative approach... he couldn't place it correctly.
"Tanvi, I am into a Business that everyone thinks that it's vulgar, even to talk of it. I started off starring myself into many at a young age but then stopped. Now, I scout future stars. And whenever I see someone, my brain races to explore the potential" he paused.
"And, you want me to be in those movies?" The question didn't come out of her, but the images did come through, taken by multiple male performers and being captured in widescreen in all its vulgarity. She didn't know why, but an unwanted twitch came from her pussy. She had bit her lips to stop that discomforting feeling.
"Hmm", she crooned at him, his face was too close. She felt his breath on her face.
"So, when I saw you yesterday, trust me when I say that I was stunned"
"Hmm"
"Now, I am really shocked when you say, you've only been with two men other than your husband till now. So, when did you start this?"
"You mean...?"
"Yes, when did you start going out of your marriage?"
"Just few weeks ago", she replied truthfully.
"Oh... so, you are totally a novice then"
"Hmm", she held her urge to pee.
"Don't worry. I am not here to make you do things that you don't want to. But, I have a proposition"
"Ji?"
"Let's start with a kiss, Tanvi. Give me a kiss that makes you comfortable. Don't think of what I may think. I want you to give your all into it. Forget for a moment, who I am and who you are. Just a woman and a man, exploring this kiss, that's all", he smiled and hugged her by keeping his right hand at her lower back, just above where her ass started.
Tanvi felt a bit better. "A kiss... that's all he is asking", she thought.
Leaving the rest of her wild thoughts, Tanvi leaned further into his thin frame, her right hand remained at his belly. Her lips parted, her dove eyes closed over her green iris, and leaned forward till she felt her soft lips pressing against his frail ones.
A shudder came out of her when his light moustache pinched against her upper lip. The moment she sensed his lips opening, she slowly extended her tongue into his mouth and shuddered again when he used his tongue to suck hers. It was mild, but the effect on her was severe. She groped his neck and ran her fingers behind his head, bringing him closer to her.
Nayyar used his right hand to move up to her shoulder blades and pulled her towards him... both of them simmering into the blissful kiss they held and she melted into it. It was when her breasts pressed on to his body she realized how thin the material was, her nipples were super hard and poked onto his hand and chest, making her hornier than she actually was.
Tanvi wanted to move away and straddle him properly, but as Nayyar held her in that position, she didn't want to move further because the pleasure she was feeling was blissful.
Slowly, her left hand moved down from his belly to reach his spandex underwear cladded crotch. She heard a moan of pleasure from him as an indication of what was about to happen next. Her pussy was already soaked with her running juices.
"Kiss me the way you want me to kiss you, babe", he whispered to her, removing their lip-lock for a second.
As if she was waiting for those words, Tanvi parted her lips as wide as possible, and closed in over his mouth. The moment she got both his lips inside hers, she ran her saliva all over, using her long tongue, she plastered and coated him with it.
With a sudden increase of pace, her mouth moved to his cheeks, tongue lashing out to smother his shaved skin, then she moved down to suck his bearded chin, within seconds, Nayyar's face gleamed and glimmered with her spit.
A moment came when she stopped to take a breath.
At that exact moment, Nayyar forced her face to his mouth.
He stopped her from opening her lips, instead he kissed her back. It was his turn to smother her... his mouth went all the way from her forehead, to eyes, to nose, to her cheeks, lips, to her chin, back to her lips, and finally thrust himself into her mouth, twisting her tongue with his and engulfed her mouth with his, making her moan with delight.
Tanvi's body stiffened when he pulled her hand away from his neck and brought down to place on his crotch. It wasn’t hard or soft... somewhere in between.
"Oh-Gaawd", she whimpered.
"Few things, Tanvi", Nayyar moved his hands over her chin in slow circles creating goosebumps all over her skin.
"Yes"
"When a shoot happens, participants have to be comfortable with each other, totally trusting the other. It also means, when one feel uncomfortable, say 'stop', and the action stops right there, no questions asked, okay"
"Ji... okay", she couldn't follow what and where this was leading to.
"Now, consider this as our shoot, okay? You do what I ask of you, and I do what you ask of me... without any boundaries of limitations between us"
"Ji... okay"
"Meaning, we explore ourselves to the fullest. No limits, and no barriers between us. No questions... unless you feel the need to say 'stop', okay?"
"Ji... I mean, yes, Bobby"
"Good, that's what it is all about... trusting your partner completely", he kissed her chin making her go beet red for a moment.
"Let me ask you once... Do you want it, Tanvi? Do you want to feel over the top of the world?", he asked again, in a whisper while squishing her head into his face, this time forcefully.
"Hmmm...", she had no reason to believe it was her own voice that admitted it.
The arousal she felt was something new than how she felt with Khurram or Upendra... leaving Sanjoth far behind anywhere near to what she was feeling with this stranger.
Before she could think it through any further, his lips made contact with hers, once again, and though it was a gentle touch, the impact was unmistakable.
He broke the kiss briefly, and then pecked her on her exposed neck lightly, savouring the forbidden pleasure. The small kisses quickly grew firmer, and when he saw her lips parting, he took the next step.
Nayyar grabbed her bare right thigh and pulled it up, trapping her hands below it, making her palm to hold his erection and also made sure to push his tongue into her mouth, that was accepted immediately, by offering her tongue to engage with his, slobbering, moaning and encouraging him to do more...
The odd couple, extremely odd one, kissed passionately, losing themselves into that kiss, literally devouring each other with no regard for anything.
Tanvi had no intention to break free, despite making out with a man old enough to be her Father, that too in a house that wasn't hers and more than everything, allowing her to fall into the depravity of having sex with yet another man who wasn't her husband.
Between their heated kiss, and gruelling bodies, Nayyar slid back on the large couch, giving her room to move over him as he pulled her right leg to his left and the next moment, making her straddle him, properly making her sit on his half-naked form. Feeling that space, Tanvi pressed herself closer to the old man, pushing her soaked cream panty that was wet all over her groin, to gyrate exactly over his spandex covered bulge, which was now steel-hard.
She moaned into his mouth when she felt the man's thin but strong hands groping her naked ass-cheeks to press on his shaft harder than she could. She was having a myriad of contradicting thoughts. She wanted to stop this madness, because slow by slow ratio, she was becoming a whore, just like Khurram and Sanjoth termed her.
No sensible rationale came into her head as her lust had already taken over her conscience. When she sensed his thin fingers rolling the back of her panty to pull up her waist, turning that apparel into a string, making it disappear between her ass-cleft, the next thing that she wanted from Nayyar was him to rip her panty and punish her pussy by making it's entry into her screaming pussy... her juices flowed out of the sides of her soaked panty to smear over his spandex underwear, making his hardness to become wet... with her liquids.
“Ooh-God-Hmmmm…”, Tanvi whimpered, her voice breaking into sweet invitation to the ex-porn actor.
Both of them continued their lip-lock, and fought with their tongues while saliva dropped out of their mouths profusely spreading over his chest and also on her bra covered breasts.
After feeling like an unknown time, Tanvi groaned loud, gasped hard and pulled away from the kiss to take a big gulp of air into her lungs. Even before she could finish that inhale, her lips left a loud yelp of pleasure when Nayyar stretched his neck and kissed her saliva smothered cleavage.
Her hands flew up to hold his head, not to stop... instead, to his glee, she brought his mouth to crush against the valley between her breasts. Her head dropped to the left of his head and sucked his ear with her sloppy mouth, silently asking him to take her.
Nayyar slowly pulled the string of her bra and made her shoulders to expose out of it. It hung mildly at her nipples. He was, in fact, absolutely shocked.
First, when he heard from Upendra that the woman whom he met at Dinner wasn't a slut.
Then, Tanvi explained that she only had sex with two others, other than her husband.
Despite his vast experience in porn business where he coaxed, threatened or paid females to bid what he offered, most shocking was the way Tanvi responded to his touch, the way she turned the tables that made him feel like his younger version, to enjoy a mutual partnership to fulfil both their cravings.
All of it was a bit overwhelming but as a veteran, he intended to make this into a life's most memorable experience. The woman who grinded on top of him was such a rare gem that he finally found.
"I need to pee, Bobby", Tanvi pulled away and whispered her request. While she did, her bra came loose and fell to her hips.
"My God! Up close, you are so supple, baby", by telling her that, Nayyar moved to her left breast and took just her protruding nipple into his mouth.
Tanvi moaned in a low voice and her eyes slowly closed with the pleasure of his lips and tongue rolling her stone hard nipple.
With the agility of a leopard, Nayyar removed the clasp of her bra and made her free of it and his other hand kneaded her right breast, while still sucking her left nipple.
"You didn't breast feed, right?"
"Hmm... no, I didn't. Both kids were used to drinking from bottle", she gasped.
"How come, Tanvi?"
"My... uh... my Grandmother made me do it the Japanese way", she gasped loud as he moved to her right nipple.
Nayyar deliberately avoided squeezing her breasts, instead he focused only on her nipples... nowhere around... only over her areolas. Her pink nubbins seemed red, deep red now.
"No wonder you look so exotic, Japanese"
"Aaah, yesss... Bobby... ooh-God... I...I want... to... toilet... hmmm"
But, he pulled away leaving her half moaning.
"First, I want to feel your mouth on me. It has been quite a while since I had a woman there. Depending on how you perform, you will get my permission", Nayyar gave her a naughty smile.
"Also, make sure to look into my eyes, regardless of what we are going to do... Remember, eye-lock is most critical while performing porn"
It wasn't a bad smile that he gave her, but the words he said "performing porn!", Tanvi was momentarily confused of what they were doing... "auditioning?"... "fucking?"... She couldn't place it properly.
But, within his naughty smile, there was a certain element of genuine concern that he conveyed that convinced her to do what he asked of her.
With a heavy effort to control her bladder that was about to spill urine, Tanvi slid slowly down through his body. She made sure the move was worth his anticipation, and addressed her desperation as well. She passed her bra covered, but wet breasts and hard nipples through his chest first, then with the same crushing move, slid through his torso, making his shudder and sank to her knees between his spread legs.
With her lower lip bitten, and eyes locked to his, just like he asked, her fingers trailed up to the waistband of his spandex underwear. Her gaze was locked, as she maintained her eye contact when she pulled his underwear through his sides, exposing more of his naked skin.
"Beautiful", he smiled down at the exotic find.
A shiver ran up her spine, as she felt his hands on her face, his fingers tracing through her forehead, to ears, to cheeks, her chin, and fondled her lips to part wider.
"Ooh-hmmm", a deep groan came out of her opened lips when she finally slid his underwear down through his thighs and let it fall down to his feet, on the ground.
She had to pull away her eye-lock and tried hard to stop her lust-fuelled moan when she finally had a full view of the old man's cock.
It was a different tool altogether. She recalled the image when she watched the video shown to her by Upendra. The thing that made the girl scream out of her mind was right in front, less than few inches away from her reach.
His penis was chocolate brown, completely shaved like he waxed it just few minutes earlier, it's size was similar to Dattu's manhood, probably a bit smaller in length than her milk man's, but the difference was it's head... the shaft in front of her had a round bulb like a Gulab Jamun was placed at the end of a brown rod, a different dimension than the rest of his shaft.
It wasn't menacing.
It wasn't unnatural.
It was a tool that she fell suddenly in awe.
Without losing another moment, her fingers wrapped around it, making the old man release a gasp of approval.
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