14-08-2019, 10:50 PM
DIA MIRZA
On the balcony of the first floor of the mansion stood a woman, leaning on the end of the railing with her ass arched back making her dress tighter on her behind to display a beautiful image from the back. She wore a beautiful orange saree with a backless blouse, covered by her silky hair. On the front she displayed a juicy cleavage with her pallu fallen on the railing due to her bending down resting her elbows on the railing with a half empty glass of champagne groped tightly in the palm of her hands. She was Dia Mirza, a familiar face in the industry, a beautiful single woman who was an exact definition of perfect woman. Her sweet and kind nature was very attractive to men and was hugely complimented by her natural beauty. With her nice personality, she also had a witty side to her which was seen less in today's world. She was a model but with a brain which set her aside from any other woman in the industry. Behind her kind nature lied a sly creature, created by the industry. This creature was one who was open on having any kind of sexual connection with people who benefited her in return. Dia was smart but her intellect could not prevent her from falling in to the trap that was Bollywood. Truthfully, Bollywood was a place where all actresses were involved in sexual intercourses with either their male counter-parts or the other powerful men linked with the industry. Dia was fucked many times by not only her co-stars, producers, directors but also many politicians and powerful businessmen. Dia Mirza was in a group of divas from Bollywood who were called to every big event such as a party or an award function only to be prostituted to a big known personality who would have them the very same night only to pleasure his sexual appetite and then present them with a check of a certain amount. Neha Dupia, Sameera Reddy, Amisha Patel, only a few names of the divas from this group. Dia Mirza topped the list, wanted by every big personality who could afford their price. Thinking about her life, Dia took a sip of the champagne from her glass and accepted the truth of her life. "Hey" a manly voice disturbed Dia in thought, "How come your here?" turning to look at the source of the familiar voice, she saw a young man in a black suit and pants smelling the perfume on him. "Umm....... Lactose?", "Yes!... you are good" the man said controlling his lust when Dia's amazing lips formed the most beautiful smile he had ever seen, "Hi, i'm Arjun"replied the man, "I know who you are ", Dia recognizing him as Arjun Kapoor, the recently turned famous, son of Boney Kapoor. "Well this is the first time we meet Arjun" Dia smiling, extending her right arm and offering a handshake. Suddenly Arjun took her hand and pulled her in towards the room near the stairs which was empty. "What are you doing?" surprised Dia, never screamed but was shocked and confused by his actions. He pulled her hard, he did not hold her wrist very tightly not wanting to hurt her but just enough so she could not break away. He pulled her inside the room completely and slammed the door locking it. "What are you doing....I don't get it jus..." Dia paused suddenly when Arjun put a finger on her soft and shiny lips. "Ssssshhh.....Just don't make a noise" Arjun replied to her, slowly moving to her back while still not taking his finger of her beautiful lips. "I must have you...right now......right here...please don't say no!" Arjun's face changed as his lust was now in control. He pleaded like a little boy who wanted only one thing from her, SEX. "But..", "Ssshhhh....don't say anything....just don't." Arjun not letting Dia say a word, stopped when he stood parallel to her facing her back. Arjun's right index finger resting on her lips now were joined by the rest of his fingers and played with her lips, while his left hand moved Dia's hair, that started from her head covering her back, towards her left shoulder exposing her back to the lustful man. Arjun couldn't believe that all the time he had a crush on this beauty and now he is standed behind her, covering her lips with his left hand while looking at her exposed fair skin on her back. After realizing his luck, his mouth jumped on her back, kissing, biting and eating the heavenly skin on her body constantly giving her bite marks. Dia, overcame by lust started to moan, "Aaahh!.......ummm......aaaaah!". She arched her chest upwards, closing her eyes and grabbed Arjun by both hands to take support. Dia now breathed threw his fingers giving slight moans "Aaah..aaah...aaah...aaah...aaah!" this excited Arjun even more as he now put his fingers straight in her mouth. "Ummmmmmm....." Dia immediately sucked his fingers motivating his lust even more as Arjun now grabbed her perfectly shaped belly with his left hand and pulled her closer. As he moved his mouth from her back to Dia's right exposed neck and shoulder, she felt his hard manhood poke her ass from his jeans. She started to imagine its shape and size and wondered the feeling of his cock inside her. Arjun continuously feasted on her open flesh on her neck and shoulder while she sucked on his hand like it was a cock. He dropped his hand from her mouth and used it to slowly undress her. He removed Dia's pallu exposing her cleavage which he saw from above giving him the best view of her white moulds. He slowly and seductively untied the blouse which was holding her perfectly shaped breasts in place. He removed all the strings that were tied and and Dia helped him take her blouse out. She pushed it down her arms and her breasts were free. Arjun turned her to him and got amazed by the view. He took her right breast in his mouth, sucking and licking, taking in the full taste of her wonderfully soft breast while biting its pink nipple at the center. He hungrily sucked on each of her milk moulds, going from her left breast to her right and then from her right breast to her left, repeating the motion again and again and again. By his actions, Dia was overpowered by sexual lust and was just a piece of pleasure for Arjun now. She couldn't do anything but to enjoy the pleasure this young newcomer of Bollywood gave her. Naked from the waist above, Dia was getting sucked on for almost 10 minutes now. Arjun then suddenly picked up Dia from her feet, taking her into his arms while still sucking on her tits. Her feet were now in the air, resting on his strong arms which tightly gripped her smooth thighs. She tightly gripped his waist with both her legs locking her feet and held the back of his head with both her hands. This continued for almost 15 long minutes. They were both in a state where only sexual pleasure could fulfill them. Arjun then carefully placed Dia on the carpet floor of the room and quickly switched his mouth with his hands while he gave Dia a strong but seductive smooch on her lips. Arjun kapoor was in an another place mentally as he sucked on her wet lips taking all the lipstick from her face that gave her lips a beautiful shine. While kissing, he worked his pants and quickly unbuckled to free his 8 inch dick that touched Dia's tight thigh skin which gave her an idea of what was next. Next he lifted her saree from her legs completely and touched on her panties which were slightly wet at one spot due to her excitement. All this time still devouring her lips from his, he removed her panties with one hand. In a quick motion he pushed her panties down her legs only to her knees and touched on her womanhood. He furiously massaged her pussy, occasionally breaking their kiss for a moment and taking some spit from his mouth. He continued this motion till she finally couldn't take it and orgasmed on his fingers. Her freshly warm female juices covered his fingers. "Aaaahhh!" breaking the kiss, Arjun sighed feeling proud of himself that he made Dia cum on her hand. "Huh!.....now for round two" Arjun got ready for the most exciting night of his life. Dia Mirza got fucked by Arjun that hot night. Though had sex with her in only one position, he gave her the best fucking she had ever got. Arjun fucked her on the carpet on the floor with full pace, ramming his cock up and down in her sweet vagina. After he was nearing his end, Arjun pulled his cock out and splashed his juices all over her tits. He stood up and looked at the amazing view, Dia Mirza lying on the floor, her saree only covering her waist, rest naked from the waist up and down, breast covered in his white semen and her pussy wet from her own juice and her eyes only slightly open, still recovering from the hammering she got. He took out his mobile, clicked a picture of her in the same position and captured the perfect moment in his phone's memory. "Let's get back to the party" laughed Arjun.
On the balcony of the first floor of the mansion stood a woman, leaning on the end of the railing with her ass arched back making her dress tighter on her behind to display a beautiful image from the back. She wore a beautiful orange saree with a backless blouse, covered by her silky hair. On the front she displayed a juicy cleavage with her pallu fallen on the railing due to her bending down resting her elbows on the railing with a half empty glass of champagne groped tightly in the palm of her hands. She was Dia Mirza, a familiar face in the industry, a beautiful single woman who was an exact definition of perfect woman. Her sweet and kind nature was very attractive to men and was hugely complimented by her natural beauty. With her nice personality, she also had a witty side to her which was seen less in today's world. She was a model but with a brain which set her aside from any other woman in the industry. Behind her kind nature lied a sly creature, created by the industry. This creature was one who was open on having any kind of sexual connection with people who benefited her in return. Dia was smart but her intellect could not prevent her from falling in to the trap that was Bollywood. Truthfully, Bollywood was a place where all actresses were involved in sexual intercourses with either their male counter-parts or the other powerful men linked with the industry. Dia was fucked many times by not only her co-stars, producers, directors but also many politicians and powerful businessmen. Dia Mirza was in a group of divas from Bollywood who were called to every big event such as a party or an award function only to be prostituted to a big known personality who would have them the very same night only to pleasure his sexual appetite and then present them with a check of a certain amount. Neha Dupia, Sameera Reddy, Amisha Patel, only a few names of the divas from this group. Dia Mirza topped the list, wanted by every big personality who could afford their price. Thinking about her life, Dia took a sip of the champagne from her glass and accepted the truth of her life. "Hey" a manly voice disturbed Dia in thought, "How come your here?" turning to look at the source of the familiar voice, she saw a young man in a black suit and pants smelling the perfume on him. "Umm....... Lactose?", "Yes!... you are good" the man said controlling his lust when Dia's amazing lips formed the most beautiful smile he had ever seen, "Hi, i'm Arjun"replied the man, "I know who you are ", Dia recognizing him as Arjun Kapoor, the recently turned famous, son of Boney Kapoor. "Well this is the first time we meet Arjun" Dia smiling, extending her right arm and offering a handshake. Suddenly Arjun took her hand and pulled her in towards the room near the stairs which was empty. "What are you doing?" surprised Dia, never screamed but was shocked and confused by his actions. He pulled her hard, he did not hold her wrist very tightly not wanting to hurt her but just enough so she could not break away. He pulled her inside the room completely and slammed the door locking it. "What are you doing....I don't get it jus..." Dia paused suddenly when Arjun put a finger on her soft and shiny lips. "Ssssshhh.....Just don't make a noise" Arjun replied to her, slowly moving to her back while still not taking his finger of her beautiful lips. "I must have you...right now......right here...please don't say no!" Arjun's face changed as his lust was now in control. He pleaded like a little boy who wanted only one thing from her, SEX. "But..", "Ssshhhh....don't say anything....just don't." Arjun not letting Dia say a word, stopped when he stood parallel to her facing her back. Arjun's right index finger resting on her lips now were joined by the rest of his fingers and played with her lips, while his left hand moved Dia's hair, that started from her head covering her back, towards her left shoulder exposing her back to the lustful man. Arjun couldn't believe that all the time he had a crush on this beauty and now he is standed behind her, covering her lips with his left hand while looking at her exposed fair skin on her back. After realizing his luck, his mouth jumped on her back, kissing, biting and eating the heavenly skin on her body constantly giving her bite marks. Dia, overcame by lust started to moan, "Aaahh!.......ummm......aaaaah!". She arched her chest upwards, closing her eyes and grabbed Arjun by both hands to take support. Dia now breathed threw his fingers giving slight moans "Aaah..aaah...aaah...aaah...aaah!" this excited Arjun even more as he now put his fingers straight in her mouth. "Ummmmmmm....." Dia immediately sucked his fingers motivating his lust even more as Arjun now grabbed her perfectly shaped belly with his left hand and pulled her closer. As he moved his mouth from her back to Dia's right exposed neck and shoulder, she felt his hard manhood poke her ass from his jeans. She started to imagine its shape and size and wondered the feeling of his cock inside her. Arjun continuously feasted on her open flesh on her neck and shoulder while she sucked on his hand like it was a cock. He dropped his hand from her mouth and used it to slowly undress her. He removed Dia's pallu exposing her cleavage which he saw from above giving him the best view of her white moulds. He slowly and seductively untied the blouse which was holding her perfectly shaped breasts in place. He removed all the strings that were tied and and Dia helped him take her blouse out. She pushed it down her arms and her breasts were free. Arjun turned her to him and got amazed by the view. He took her right breast in his mouth, sucking and licking, taking in the full taste of her wonderfully soft breast while biting its pink nipple at the center. He hungrily sucked on each of her milk moulds, going from her left breast to her right and then from her right breast to her left, repeating the motion again and again and again. By his actions, Dia was overpowered by sexual lust and was just a piece of pleasure for Arjun now. She couldn't do anything but to enjoy the pleasure this young newcomer of Bollywood gave her. Naked from the waist above, Dia was getting sucked on for almost 10 minutes now. Arjun then suddenly picked up Dia from her feet, taking her into his arms while still sucking on her tits. Her feet were now in the air, resting on his strong arms which tightly gripped her smooth thighs. She tightly gripped his waist with both her legs locking her feet and held the back of his head with both her hands. This continued for almost 15 long minutes. They were both in a state where only sexual pleasure could fulfill them. Arjun then carefully placed Dia on the carpet floor of the room and quickly switched his mouth with his hands while he gave Dia a strong but seductive smooch on her lips. Arjun kapoor was in an another place mentally as he sucked on her wet lips taking all the lipstick from her face that gave her lips a beautiful shine. While kissing, he worked his pants and quickly unbuckled to free his 8 inch dick that touched Dia's tight thigh skin which gave her an idea of what was next. Next he lifted her saree from her legs completely and touched on her panties which were slightly wet at one spot due to her excitement. All this time still devouring her lips from his, he removed her panties with one hand. In a quick motion he pushed her panties down her legs only to her knees and touched on her womanhood. He furiously massaged her pussy, occasionally breaking their kiss for a moment and taking some spit from his mouth. He continued this motion till she finally couldn't take it and orgasmed on his fingers. Her freshly warm female juices covered his fingers. "Aaaahhh!" breaking the kiss, Arjun sighed feeling proud of himself that he made Dia cum on her hand. "Huh!.....now for round two" Arjun got ready for the most exciting night of his life. Dia Mirza got fucked by Arjun that hot night. Though had sex with her in only one position, he gave her the best fucking she had ever got. Arjun fucked her on the carpet on the floor with full pace, ramming his cock up and down in her sweet vagina. After he was nearing his end, Arjun pulled his cock out and splashed his juices all over her tits. He stood up and looked at the amazing view, Dia Mirza lying on the floor, her saree only covering her waist, rest naked from the waist up and down, breast covered in his white semen and her pussy wet from her own juice and her eyes only slightly open, still recovering from the hammering she got. He took out his mobile, clicked a picture of her in the same position and captured the perfect moment in his phone's memory. "Let's get back to the party" laughed Arjun.
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