KAJAL AGGARWAL In ' A Loan Shark's Revenge '

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The Following Story is a Purely-Fictional Art of Literature. It is Copied from The Internet and It's Entirely Based on a Fantasy. The Story Involves Acts such as BLACKMAIL, NON-CONSENSUAL, HUMILIATION and INCEST. The Writer Does Not Support or Promote Any of Such Acts. The GIFS and IMAGES Used in The Story are for Relating Purposes. Their CREDITS Belong to Their Respective Owners. This is a Multi-Part Story And The Parts Will Be Updated From Time To Time. Your comments are most welcome.

   Part 1   

The Debt

It was friday. Time was 8:15 am. Kajal walked into her bedroom from the bathroom after having a shower. She put on a transparent purple saree with a dark purple sleeveless  blouse. Through her saree it was easy to make out her dark navel, which was still wet from the bath she had as she did not towel it properly. It looked like as if someone had poured a drop of black honey on her milky belly. 
 
She sat in front of her dresser table and started applying makeup to her face and kajal to her eyes. Her hair was let loose as it was not yet dry. She raised her right arm all the way up, pulling it close to her cheeks, to look how well she had done the under-arm hair removal during her bath. As she was wearing only a sleeveless blouse it was easy for her to gaze at her armpits. She had done it so well that there was not even a single hair spot left in there, no dark spaces but only fresh pinky-white skin with some moisture. She started to run her fingers over her right armpit to feel if there's any roughness which might denote presence of hair but all she could feel was smooth fragile skin which, if scratched hard, might turn red and may start to bleed . Then she raised the other arm and did the same but this time she sniffed it, smirking when she realised that she couldnt inhale any obscene odours emerging from there. 
 
She took out a bottle of perfume and sprayed it right into both her armpits, giving an attractive fragrance to her entire body. She left the bedroom and walked through a big hall to get to the diner. Kajal lived in a luxurious house far from the city. At the dining room, there was a big dining table. There was a laptop on the table. Kajal sat on the chair nearest to her, opened the laptop and made a skype call. An elderly woman appeared on the screen. It was Kajal's Mom, Sunandhi. Sunandhi was in an international business of selling home-made sweets. So their house was always stocked with bunch of different variety of sweets. She goes on foreign tours fishing for clients. This time she had gone to New York. After some chitchat, Sunandhi said that her deals would get finalised by tomorrow and then she would leave and get back to home on sunday. After kissing goodbyes, Kajal closed the laptop, picked up her handbag. She was leaving for her work, it was the last day of her shoot. She wanted to get it over with soon as she badly wanted to take a break for a few weeks before jumping to her next project. Just when she was about to head out, an old man, in his late fifties, bald in the centre with some white hairs surrounding, stepped into the hall from outside.
"Dad...where were you all the morning?" 
It was Vimalan, Kajal's father. He is an entreprenuer. He had lost a great deal of his business a few years before and now he is trying to build it back with all his might. His company is a contract based manufacturing company which requires a lot of initial investment but the returns are very risky.  
"I had to go to the company for an early meeting Kaju" Vimalan said tiringly. Kajal was not okay with her father still working hard day and night. She always adviced him to stay home and take rest and assured him that she will look after him. But he did not like to bother her daughter. He had an immense passion for his business. When it failed, many people labelled him a failure. It affected him deeply. Wherever he went people started to treat him inferiorly. It made him extremely furious so he took a resolution that he will upbring his company no matter what and prove to them that he can still dominate the market. 
"You are stressing out too much dad. Why cant you stay home and take care of the business?" Kajal said worryingly.
"That is what I try to do but.." as he was speaking, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He picked it out and stared at it cluelessly for sometime. Then he put it back inside and continued "..b-but sometimes I've got to be there for meeting some important people"
"Whatever dad. Breakfast's in the oven. Take care...Bye" Kajal rushed out to begin her day.

After making sure that she was far gone, Vimalan picked out his phone and made a call. He was very tensed. The ringing tone stopped as the other person attended the call, without saying any formalities like 'Hello', a strong manly voice emerged in a very angy tone "Why are you not picking up my calls, are you trying to cheat me and run away, dont you dare even think of doing such things". It was Balvaar, a loan shark. Balvaar is in the business of money lending. Vimalan had borrowed Rs.5 Lakhs from him for his business purposes, which is to be repaid within 2 Months. Yesterday was the last due date. Balvaar was the one who had called earlier when Vimalan was speaking with Kajal. Vimalan was afraid that if he attends the call in front of her then she would figure out that something's wrong. No one in the family knew about this. He didnt want anybody to worry for him. That is why he chose a local man like Balvaar to borrow money from rather than going to banks where the formalities are more and comparitively more people will know that he's under a debt, plus also a lot of people were not willing to give him money because he had failed in his business before. He wanted to keep the borrowing as secret as possible. 
Balvaar continued angrily, "where is my money? Dont you remember the contract". Balvaar clearly mentions all the consequences to be faced by the borrower in the case of default, by the way of a contract, right before he gives the money. The contract clearly states that if the borrower does not return the money then the loaner has all the rights to hand the borrower to the security officer and reclaim the money through the borrower's private property. Vimalan turned nervous. He started to stammer. "Sirr...I will give it back within a week. I have a big amount of money coming by next week. I promise I will pay you back then." Vimalan was not lying. He had closed a deal just this morning in the meeting with a big client. But the only problem was they said they would pay the money only after making a background check of the company to ensure their business's safety. A backgorund check is not easy and it would take 4-5 days to complete. And if they are convinced that everything's alright after the background check then they would give the money. Balvaar's strong voice got angry again, "A week??? I dont care whatever happens in your fucking business. Our agreement was 2 months and if you dont get me my money by today afternoon, then get ready go to jail".
"Si-Sir..pleaaa" as Vimalan began to plead he heard the dial tone. Balvaar had put his phone down, not willing to hear anything further. Vimalan sat on one of the chairs in the dining room, covering his face with both his palms, his hands shivering, he had no idea what to do. He had worked so hard in recent months to get his company up from the ground and finally he found a way. But he couldnt bear the stress from problems like these. Still he didnt want to go to her daughter or her wife for money. He was still optimistic that he could manage this situation by himself, that with a little more requesting Balvaar would accept giving him grace period, he thought. He really didnt take the contract much seriously because Balvaar was only a local village man and how much knowledge could he possibly have with contracts. 

  Part 2

   The Loan Shark

On the other end, Balvaar threw his phone on the bed and started walking forward and backward in his room in a tensed manner. Balvaar is a 53 year old, dark-black-skinned man. He is 6 feet tall, weighing somewhere around 85 Kgs and also muscular. He works out daily in his home but without any instruments, just pushups and pullups kind of workouts. But looking at him one couldnt tell he works out because his big appearance would decieve them. He was tensed just like Vimalan but he was hopeful that his money would arrive before the afternoon, after having given an intimidating talk. Balvaar's tenseness was due to a promise he had made to his another client. He promised that he would give Rs.3,50,000 as loan to another client today afternoon. But the issue was he didnt have that much money with him right now. Inspite of being one of the richest people in the village, Balvaar's only a small lender and he has not loaned money more than even Rs.50,000 before. Apparently he has not even lent money to people outside his village. Vimalan is the biggest customer he has ever had. When Vimalan had come to him, he seemed desperate. Knowing he's from a rich family, Balvaar agreed to loan him money believing that getting it back would be easy and of no trouble. He had to put together almost 90% of his entire load of money to round up 5 Lakhs and charged a high rate of interest for it.Now that he cant fulfill the promise he had made to his another client without getting the money from Vimalan first, Balvaar became anxious. He thought if he couldnt keep up with his promise then he would lose his dignity he has in the village. As its a small village where words mean more than anything, people would start talking. If one person starts to disbelieve him then it wont be long until the entire village is against him. Balvaar is someone who would go to any extent, from harassment to blackmail, to get his money back. But if people came to know that Balvaar was unable to recollect his money from someone or that he was not able to give money to someone he had promised, then he reckoned that he would be running out of his lending business which he has been successfully doing in the many past years. Thinking about these made him go mad but he still believed in Vimalan strongly. As Vimalan's from a very wealthy family he would somehow gather the money and give it to him before the afternoon, he thought. This eased up his nerves a little.

"What did the bastard say?" came a voice from another black man acroos the room chewing khaini in his mouth.  It was Kanta, Balvaar's business partner. But Balvaar treats him more like a son. Kanta ran away from his parents and came to this village in a very young age. Thats when Balvaar adopted him. Now he's a 30 years old single. Actually he is not as black as Balvaar but more like a brownish black. He has no discipline which became the reason no one would consider giving him a girl for marriage. He drank, smoked, chewed paan parak all the time and always had a filthy unwashed smell from his body. Balvaar is the only person who could stand him. He too had a muscular build and only a little less in height than Balvaar.
"Lets hope he brings the money by afternoon" said Balvaar in a silent tone. 
"Hope???" Kanta laughed in a suprised manner "I told you right from the beginning not to trust rich fuckers like him, now look what happened. These people dont give a damn about
people like us. All they know is money and once they get it they run away with it and not give a shit about anybody."
Balvaar interuppted him and said "Kanta..you are not helping. Stop your righteous speech, I know what mess I've gotten myself into." 
"Oh you do?" Kanta mocked him. "Garjan will be there by 2 PM asking for the money.What are you going to say to him?" 
Garjan is the person whom Balvaar had promised to give Rs.3,50,000. He has been nudging Balvaar for the past 4 months to loan him the money today.  Balvaar said nothing and walked out of the house. He was puzzled and didnt want to think about any negative consequences at that time. He had high hopes that his money would come at the last minute. As he walked, he picked out a cigarette to calm his nerves. Before putting it in his mouth he gurgled  up and spit some mucus on the ground. He was sick with a severe cold which is common for smokers his age. Some people dont spit because of decency but he nerver minded. He thought it would be more dangerous if he swallowed it in, so he constantly kept spitting wherever he went. Kanta soon came out of the house and accompanied Balvaar. As soon as they both left a 17 year old boy came slowly from his room, double checked if everyone had left, and shut the doors close and locked it. He picked up his mobile, apparantly a cheap touchscreen phone, which was one of the few devices that people had in the village. He went to his bed, laid down on his back, made sure the windows on the bedroom walls are closed, and started typing 'Hot Kajal Aggarwal' 

                                  

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                                  Part - 3
                         The Teen's fantasy

It was Balvaar's son, Parvesh. Balvaar's wife ran away when Parvesh was not even 6 months old. Now he's turning 18 tomorrow. No one actually knows the real reason why Balvar's wife ran away. But people in the village started talking that it was because she got tired of her husband and decided to go live with another man. And you know how after some time village people's words turn from rumours into the truth, no matter what really happened. Everyone started to believe that. If Balvaar had not estalished a  successful business by himself his respect in this town would have died much earlier. Parvesh was in a higher-secondary school. He did not feel well today, he had a fever and even vomitted once, so he told his father he was not going to school. But his sickness couldnt stop his urges to mastrubate. He's a heavy mastrubator to internet porn. Since his father gifted him this mobile phone for his last birthday, he spends every day watching pornography in the internet and wanking to it.  He beats his dick atleast once a day and there are days when he pushes it to thrice. Due to the excessive mastrubation and not properly cleaning his dick after ejaculating everytime, a disgusting stench emerged in his penis and the part surrounding it. He had lots of pubic hair in there for a teen.  No matter how many times he jerks off, the very thought of naked women kept turning him on. His only dream is to touch and feel a woman's soft body with his hands, his mouth and his ever hungry penis. He watched porn to satiate his cravings for some time until he gets a real woman in his bed to play with. As he clicked the search button and dragged to the IMAGES section, his pupils dilated in awe, he felt an itch growing in his crotch as he kept dragging down the screen. He saw loads of arousing images of Kajal Aggarwal. This is the first time he is checking her out. He heard her name only recently from his schoolmates. They told him they cant stop cumming after looking at her voluptuous curves. And now he knew why.

He opened a gif.

He caught a glimpse of her melons bouncing out of her tight slip. He figured that it's size has to be 34B. 

In the next pic,
 
he noticed her milky belly which was purely white pigmented without any marks. As he kept staring at this picture which also slightly revealed her wrinkles around her armpits, he felt his manhood reacting to her. He unzipped his pants and dragged it down below his knees along with his underwear, revealing his 4 inch cock lying in his hairy pubic area.

He opened another gif

in which he saw Kajal dancing, exposing her navel. He had a navel fetish. He always fantasized about fingering and licking women's navel. Though he hadnt tried that before he somehow knew navels are tasty. He watched how Kajal bent her waist, making sexy curves. That made his cock to start moving up. As a result of Kajal squeezing her hip he wondered if milky cream would spurt from it .
 
And the next one
 
he got a glance of one of her 34B melon and a mild cleavage. He also noticed her sexy evenly coloured arms and wanted to press her biceps and feel its softness.

He went to the next pic
 
Though the curve in her waist and the navel were the highlights of this pic, Parvesh zoomed in to take a look at her lips. It was wet and juicy. He licked his lips as his tongue started to foam a bit. His cock had grown to somewhere near 5 inches and was standing still now.

In the next gif,

he craved her lengthy white midriff and desired to tickle her there by slowly running his finger over it, making a straight line, right into her navel and further down from there .

As the next pic loaded up, 
 
Parvesh's cock was surely going to touch 6 inch. It started beating up and down. As Kajal exposed her flawless back, Parvesh wanted to bury his face in it and nibble. He wished to tickle her revealed left waist. He concentrated on her heavenly face now, her captivating eyes, rosy red cheecks wanting to get deeply kissed, lip wrinkles with some wetness and a warm delicate neck asking for a love bite. As he gave a final gaze at this picture his dick became 6 inches long with a steady beat. 

When the next pic completed loading,
 
he felt a tingle in his dick. The picture exposed a lot of her assets at the same time. Her long bent neck which he wanted to softly graze with his hand, her armpits, navel, waist, all added with her slutty expression made his penis hard and he started to slowly caress it, just slowly, like tickling it.

He found more seducing gifs and pictures.


 
He cant seem to get enough of her hotness. The last pic made his cock hard like never before. After being addicted to porn these kind of images wont usually turn him on. But this pic has proved the opposite. It was too much to take for him. He started stroking his dick with his right hand meanwhile holding the mobile in his left and lustily fantasizing at Kajal's steaming hot body. Just when he was stroking it hard....

BAM BAM...somebody knocked the door. Parvesh quickly put on his underwear and pants, locked his mobile screen and ran to the door. He unlocked and opened it to see who it was. It was Kanta, he had come back to take his Kaini packets which he always keeps in Balvaar's house lying around in several places. He found a few packets on the table in the hall and rushed out back saying, "Lock the door and stay safe kid". Parvesh did as he said. He got off his mood by then losing the erection he had. He doesnt like to leave his orgasms incomplete. So he took out his mobile and started searching for a porn video to jerk off to. He laid back in the same position on the bed, removed his underwear and pant, and started browsing for a video. As he kept dragging and dragging, he finally came across a video in which he saw the people were having sex in a different position. The video was titled 'Couples 69ing'. He liked it as it was something new for him. He started shagging looking at the video play. He seemed to enjoy what the man did to the woman in th video and what she was doing in return for him. Not 20 seconds passed by he began to cum. He let out a deep breath after his shallow cum blurted out, spilling over his thick bush. He wiped the semen sticking to his hand by applying it to the areas of penis that were unaffected by the ejaculation. He put on his underwear and pant just like that and closed his eyes trying to nod off.
        

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                                 Part - 4
                          The Dishonour    

Clock struck 12'o clock, then 1'o clock, then 2'o clock... there was no sign of Vimalan. The sun blazed the afternoon as Balvaar was standing in the village's market, alongside with Kanta. One could say from his eyes that he was extremely angry on Vimalan. If Vimalan was there Balvaan would have broke him into pieces in rage. But on the other hand he was also anxious thinking about the events that were going to unfold with his other client, Garjan. The market's where Balvaan and Garjan were supposed to meet for the money, at exactly 2:30. Balvaan checked his watch every 30 seconds, as time got closer his body muscles got tighter. After spitting mucus on the ground, he looked at Kanta. Kanta gave an assuring look in return indicating nothing bad will happen. That gave some confidence to Balvaar that no matter what happens Kanta will be on his side. When his watch showed 2:32, Balvaar saw Garjan appearing out of the crowd. Garjan is a local medicine supplier. He runs a medical shop in the village. He's borrowing the money for his son's marriage. Garjan confronted Balvaar with a warm smile. Balvaar, not wanting to futher increase his state of discomfort, with his head down said " I dont have the money", his heart pounding as he finished that sentence. 
Garjan was startled to hear this. "Whaaaat?" he said with widened eyes and a shocked stare. Garjan has been remainding him about the money for almost 4 months. He had made all the arrangments for his son's marriage under a deal, a deal that he would give the money to the suppliers after he gets it from Balvaar. 
Balvaar said "Sorry...", still looking down being unable to meet Garjan in the eye. He has never been in a situation humiliating as this before after his wife's vanish. Garjan was both in anger and fear now, angry that someone he trusted had let him down and afraid that he have to stand in shame in front of the people he owes money to. 
"You dogs...you will pay for this..." garjan said terrifyingly "I will see how you are going to do business in this village from now on. I will see to it until everyone knows what a fraudster you are" Balvaar now looked at Garjan's eye seeking mercy, he knew Garjan was a well known man and people spoke that he had contacts even with the security officer. 
..It was my fault to trust someone who could'nt keep even his own wife with him" saying this he spit in front of them and left pissed off. Everyoby around them in the market froze in the that moment, hearing what Garjan said at the last, staring at Balvaar. Balvaar stood motionless, he started to breath hard and sweat from his forehead as everthing bad he imagined and thought would'nt happen had happened in front of his eyes and either of them couldnt do anything about it. Both Kanta and Balvaar were equally angry now on Vimalan as he was the cause for all of this dsihonour. 
Kanta said, " I dont care what Garjan does, we can manage that ..but before that lets go and beat that high class asshole and hand him over to the security officer", Kanta was in full rage. Balvaar was convinced when he heard that. He spitted some mucus in anger. He not only wanted to hand Vimalan over to security officer but also wanted to bring down his dignity just like he had brought down his. They planned to enter Vimalan's house in the evening ,break down everything, give him some brutal beatings and humiliate him infront of his neighbours. To spice things up, they mutually decided to get drunk first at the local tasmac before heading to execute the plan.

  Part - 5

  The 24 Hour Deal

The time was 9 PM. Kajal was returning home in her car after her shoot wrap up party. Her driver was riding the vehicle and she was sitting in the back. She was all tired and sweating after a hard day's work. Her car a/c was not able to cool her down as it was not in proper working condition. 

The 30+ unmarried driver frequently peeked at this hotness through the rear mirror while she was going through her mobile. The only thing clearly visible through the mirror was her sweaty arms and it was enough to get his attention. He saw lines of sweat flowing in her arms that left him wondering if her outer arm sweats so much then how much sweaty her under-arms will be. He cant stop thinking about it. He drove all the way with a distracted mind, constantly trying to get a view at her under-arms but Kajal never gave him the chance, she had kept it closed all the time using her mobile with both hands. They reached home by 9:30. The driver drove the car inside the gate and stopped it in the big open area before the house's entrance.  Kajal got out of the car and said to the driver, "I will not be needing you for a couple of days, will call you if I need you". The driver said "Ok madam" and got out of the car giving the keys to her. Kajal started walking turning her back on him. The driver was still standing there, casually admiring her back structure as she walked. He prayed to get just an one-second look at one of her underarms. Kajal suddenly stopped...and she turned back. The driver got scared thinking that she had caught him looking at her. But no, her eyes were set on something else. She saw a bike, standing in the open area, parked just a few distance away from the car. Before turning back, she tucked her hair falling in her face to  behind her ears.

This moment was enough for the driver to have a glimpse of her armpits, even though he couldnt see it clearly in the dark he was able to make out its hot dampness. The driver left the house satisfied after he had thought he would never be able to see  what he wanted.

Kajal opened the door and stepped inside the house. There was no one in the hall. She heard noises of two people talking and found out it came from her father's room. As she went close to that room, she recognised one voice was her father's but she could'nt recognise the other voice. She figured that it should be one of his friends or workmates. She didnt want to disturb them so she went to the dining room ,got a glass of water, sat down on one of the chairs and drank it. Before she could finish the glass, the voices in the room became disturbingly louder. As her father's room is the closest room to the dining room, she could now clearly hear what the other person was talking. She put the glass down and walked towards her father's room. The door was closed so she just stood near it and tried to overhear the conversation just to make sure everything's alright. 
She heard the other man say "Do you have any idea how much I've lost today. My respect,dignity and years of hard work...all went down the drain because of you. And you will face all the shame I had to face today". Kajal was startled on hearing this. Though she couldnt find out what was the issue she was shocked to hear the manly voice speaking against her father in such a way. She then heard her father's timid voice "Please dont call the security officer. I will give you back your money. If you file a case then all my life's work is undone. Please...I will do anything" begged Vimalan. As soon as he finished, Kajal heard an angry voice "Its too late now..." followed by the sound of things falling down and her father yelling "Aaaaah". 
Kajal got thunderstruck, she opened the door and hurried inside. She saw her father lying down in pain, she assumed that whoever he was talking with had pushed him down. She bent down to aid her father, picking his shoulder off the ground. Thats when her eyes caught this big, black,muscular and hairy figure standing across the room. It was Balvaar , drunk but not completely. Thats the first time Balvaar saw Kajal and he couldnt take his eyes off such a wonderful sight sitting down in that transaparent saree. Kajal got up angrily and asked, "Who the hell are you?". But Balvaar was too busy staring at her figure. He slowly gave a toe to head look. Kajal was alarmed. She was used to people looking at her that way but she could tell from his stare that his eyes went deep inside her. It made her uncomfortable as she once again angrily shouted at him," Hey..who the hell do you think you are?". Her dad, the 55+ old man got up on his feet with all his strength, "Kajal...wait..This is Balvaar....". Vimalan explained her the entire story as he didnt have a choice anymore. Meanwhile Balvaar stood there, continuosly trying to look into Kajal's sweat-drenched saree, all the while scheming a plan. He didnt bring Kanta here as he was heavily drunk and couldnt even move. He thought bringing him here would be useless so he decided to leave him at home and come here alone 
in his bike. Kajal was hearing what happened with her hands tightly close to her body being aware of Balvaar's eyes roaming all over her. Balvaar put and end to his hungry stare by giving one final look at her fair neck from where dots of sweat ran down into her bosom. And as Kajal was done hearing what had happened, he was done with plotting 
his plan giving an unnoticeable grin on his face. 
Kajal calmly said, "Sorry for your loss. We will pay you back your money".
"The money? But what about the honour and respect I lost..I want your father to lose his respect infront of the people like I did" said Balvaar. 
Kajal impatiently said "Heey.. we are ready to pay you any amount of money you want to settle the debt. Just name the price."
Balvaar smiled, "You should've given me the money by yesterday. Delaying it even by one day gives me powers according to the contract to hand you over to the security officer. Dont take me for a fool, I know I can get my money back if I simply let the security officer do their job. What else other than money can you give me madam?", he mockingly looked at Kajal.
Vimalan pleaded, "Please dont go to the security officer. We'll give you anything you want. Ask for anything"
"Anything?" Balvaar asked exaggerating the word. 
"Yes, anything", Vimalan felt a small relief as he said, knowing Balvaar was finally agreeing to come to a deal now. So did Kajal as he was atlast willing to leave her father alone after all the mess. Balvaar walked near to both of them. Kajal could lightly smell the odour of liquor from the body that was appearing close to them and realised he was somewhat drunk.
Without any hesitation Balvaar said , "I want your Kaju...for a day." Kajal and Vimalan were shocked to hear this. It took a moment for them to understand under what context he meant it. Kajal's stomach tightened. 
With so much anger she spurted out at Balvaar, "Chii..How dare you speek to me like that. Know your place you low-class asshole". Kajal has never been that angry before. She would've given him big slaps if he hadn't been holding her father's contract at stake. 
Balvaar calmly replied, " I might be a low class but I dont cheat with other people's money. This is my offer...take it or I will go to the security officer"
Kajal cunningly shot back " Get out of my house rascal. Go wherever you want. I know how to handle cases. I will make sure you are going to jail for speaking to me like that". Balvaar knew she was a smart ass and that she would somehow find a way to get out of this. He noticed Vimalan getting more nervous so he decided to target him. He knew getting Vimalan under hooks will indirectly get him what he wanted. 
He pressurized Vimalan by saying, "When I book my case, I will not only say you didnt pay back my money on time, I will also add you molested the girl that I sent to collect my money. I know a lot of girls in my village who, for money, are ready to stand in court and say that to the judge. I will report to the security officer that your duaghter has loads of drugs stuffed in this house, which my assisstant will take care of putting it here. She will defnitely have a great career after that. The mistake is yours...if this is what you want then so be it. See you in court" and left towards the room door.  
Vimalan said "Wait", stopping him, holding his muscular hand. Balvaar knew then that his small trick has started working. 
Vimalan asked some time to talk with Kajal alone. He took Kajal out  to the dining room while Balvaar was getting excited 
that his plan is really working. 
In the dining room, Kajal indifferently said, "I am not listening to that brute. We will  take care of any legal consequences he blackmails us with." Vimalan in a  regretful tone,"But we cant live our lives normally after that. If he does the things he says, your entire hard-earned career will be all gone in a second and nobody will do business with me if they come to know about the cases I've been involved in. We will agree with him now and once it gets over we will find a way to legally punish him for all his misconducts". Though her father didnt say it openly, she understood that his preference was to make her sleep with Balvaar rather than being humiliated in front of the public in the name of false accusations. They both hesitantly went back to the room  where Balvaar was now roaming like he had successfully executed a masterplan. "She'll do it", Vimalan said. Balvaar remained unsuprised," I want her to say it". 
Kajal gathered all her courage, let a deep breath out and said "I'll do it". Balvaar still unconvinced,"Do what? I want you for 24 hours from now.." he saw the clock on the wall, it read 9:58 PM, and continued "....you are mine until 10 PM tomorrow. You have to do whatever & whoever I want you to do. Refusing to obey I will go to the security officer. clear?" Kajal couldn't believe she's getting herself into this for the sake of her father's mistakes. But now they were both in this together as Balvaar threatened to bring down her career too so she had no other choice. She nodded to him. "Say it out loud", Balvaar said. "I will........" she didnt know how to complete the sentence , after a moment she ended it by ," ...obey". Balvaar gave out a huge smile hearing that word. 
"Good ! Now go to your room beautful" Balvaar commanded her. She irritatingly turned back walked, with Balvaar following her every step. Vimalan became still, he went and sat on the sofa in the hall and saw them enter into her room with Balvaar's hand on the doorknob slowly pulling it, seeing him give a wild grin in his face just before the door would completely close on them.

                                PART- 6                                  The Foreplay Night

Kajal stood in front of her dressing table. Through the big mirror on it she saw Balvaar aproaching from the back. He came closer to her, admiring the back beauty of a 60 kg high-class figure, now standing in front of him. 
"You told you're going to make me go to jail for what I said..." he smelled her hair, inhaling it's deep scent, "...now what you're going to do?" he mocked her as she stood still in annoyance. With his hand he slowly pushed all her loose hair over her right shoulder, fully exposing the left side of her wet neck and the part below it. He touched the curvature of her neck with his fingers, feeling the wetness of the part. Kajal started feeling uneasy and ticklish. She turned her look away from the mirror, trying not to see the reflection of her body being touched by this low class rowdy. He ran his nose over her neck's curve, "mmmm you smell sooo good". 

He laid small kisses on her back, here and there. Kajal tightened her shoulders as this man's rough lips wandered pecking her back. He held Kajal's biceps, loosening her shoulder's tight, and took out his tounge. She was unaware what he was upto as she was staring away trying not to be in the moment. In an attempt to make her feel him, he ran his tounge over her neck, licking all the sweat on it's curvy part. "Ewww...Nooo" Kajal pushed his hands away from her biceps in disgust. As she was now free from his holds, she rubbed her neck against her shoulder wiping out his ugly saliva from it. Balvaar knew she would resist. He forcibly grabbed her neck with his strong arms and pulled her back to him. She realised how strong he was when her back thumped on Balvaar's hard chest. Kajal tried to break free, but she was no match for this dark huge man's strength. 
He said to her " Dont you dare say no again. If you fight then I will fight harder..." tightening his grip on her neck, "...and when I fight harder then there wont be much left of your body" he said in rage. Kajal got scared that he might hurt her as she felt the pain increasing on her neck. "Ok???" Balvaar roared. All Kajal wanted was to get out of that strangle so she had no other way other than to comply with him, "Ok" she said in a breaking down voice. He let go of the grip, held back her biceps and mouthed her neck. She closed her eyes tightly as he now and then pulled the skin off her neck slowly with his teeth like in a love bite. Meanwhile his hands slowly moved down below her bosom and 
inside her saree, with brute force he grasped her waist, pressing it hard to see how she would react. And just like he wanted, Kajal yelled "Aaaahhhhgg" as his icy cold hands held her hip, giving her mixed sensations of cold tingle and pain. 

She inadvertantly pushed his hands down from her belly. He liked her reluctance as it gave him a chance to show his dominant side. He grasped her hands and took it up, far behind his head, and clutched them together. Her hands were now around his neck and his chin was resting on her shoulder. His small but sharp beard hairs itched her smooth neck and as she tried to move her face from there, wiggling in all sides, the itching only got worse.
"If you take your hands off my neck then you will be punished" Balvaar threatened.
Kajal closed her palms tightly and didnt want to break that posture and make him angry, she didnt know what else he might do to her. He wanted to tease her more and see how she reacts. Using his hairy hands he kneaded either sides of her  waist, feeling the chubbyness of it. Kajal tried hard to stay in the position inspite of Balvaar's cold hands tickling one of her sensitive parts. She surely didnt enjoy it but she was too afraid to disappoint him so she bit her teeth hard. He removed her saree's pallu with one hand and threw it on the bed, revealing her blouse now. As Balvaar looked down, beyond her blouse, he saw a beautiful small and dark opening on her body below her midriff. It was her Navel. He chewed one of his finger, drenching it with his Saliva. He moved it down, dragging it over her midrff and circled it around her navel. His saliva's wetness gave Kajal new sensations in her belly and she started to slither in tune with Balvaar's circling. Balvaar's finger soon went dry of Saliva. So he chewed it again, longer this time to soak it completely wet, and now pushed it deep inside her belly betton, pressing it all the way in . Kajal squealed. Because of being poked by this 6 foot beast her stomach was unable to move out when she exhaled air.  She held the back side of balvaar's head in discomfort, she didnt dare to bring the hands to the front. Balvaar liked the way she reacted. He slowly pushed his finger in and out, circling at the same time, with every movement making Kajal breathe harder and deeper. He looked up to see Kajal's face expression in the mirror, thats when he saw something he wished he had noticed before. Her bare armpits were wide open for play. It was cleanly shaved and shining because of all the sweat. While his left hand was doing her navel, he placed his right hand on her right armpit, one finger first. As he played with it, he felt many things in there that made him horny, like the warm pool of wetness because of her sweat mixed with her body's heat, the aroma that emanated due to his fondling, no matter how rough his touch was it had an eternal soft and smooth nature. With all his fingers now he tickled it. Kajal gave low moans of intolerance. She wanted to break the posture and put her arms down to avoid all the uncomfortable sensations this low-class pervert was giving her. And Balvaar too wanted that so that he would get an opportunity to punish her. But Kajal held her posture, moaning "Pleaase noooo..." , involuntarily jerking her body over Balvaar's feeling ticklish. Balvaar, while giving loud sloppy kisses to her shoulder, got turned on by her movements. As a result, he began rubbing her navel hard, making her feel more heat, and at the same time he increased the intensity of teasing her underarms. This made her more reactive "Ohhhh..stooooop" she was about to break her posture by bringing down her hands. Instead she held on tightly to Balvaar's hair. She further tightened her closed eyes, her teeth and her grip on his hair, showing her reluctance to what he was doing. Balvaar noticed her expressions and realised she is fighting hard to not break the posture, he knew she was getting ready to obey. He whispered in her ear "Good girl", finally giving rest to both of his hands. "You look fit...I've read that you actresses workout daily to keep your body hot and seductive" he talked but suddenly made a deep bite on one of her soft biceps, tasting her muscle, leaving a mildly visible bite patch in her skin. "Ouuuwwww" squeeled Kajal, lowering her hands down, unable to hold on to that posture after the bite. 
"Mmmm...all your workouts are worth it...your muscle tastes so good" Balvaar commented after the bite.
Kajal was now panting for breath after all the intense rubbing in her belly button. Balvaar noticed her blouse beat in rythm with her heart. After seeing that he couldnt think of anything else other than to plunge into it. He removed the knots from her blouse and it fell down on the floor. She was now standing there with her breasts covered only with a black bra . He probed both his hands inside her bra from below and squeezed her mammaries. "sss..." Kajal conveyed her discomfort in her reaction. He cupped them firmly with his hands inside her tight bra and kneaded them vigorously. It was hurting her. "Mmmmm...slowly..pleaaase" she begged, knowing he wont stop so she thought she could atleast make him slow down. "You want it slowly uh? How about this?" saying that Balvaar used all his strength and squashed her boobs. 
"Ouwwwww...pleasee uh..." Kajal wailed as his large black hands manhanded her womanly parts. She felt his toughness on her breasts now. Her bra got loose with all the action happening inside it. It would easily tear if Balvaar decided to squash her parts one more time. Balvaar got completely turned on after feeling her mammaries. It was so soft that he could squeeze it however hard he wanted according to his liking. He started walking backwards towards the bed behind them, holding her breasts in his hand, tagging her along with him. He fell on the bed on his back holding Kajal. Kajal was now on top of him, lying on this rugged muscled man. He carried on with cupping her breasts, feeling her tits rub off his hands time to time . He whispered to her ear,"I want you on me like this the entire day Kaju, me fucking your hot body. And I want to fuck you in my place. Come with me to my village."
Kajal got agitated. "No way...that was not...ahhhhh...part of the deal" she said resisting the displeasure he was causing on her breasts. Balvaar thought it was time to remind her of his dominance. He let one hand out of her bra and slowly inserted it into her saree below and made his way to her groin area. Before going to her vagina, he caressed her pubic area above it. Kajal felt a prickle above her private parts. She went wild and tried to pull his hands away from there. He raised both her hands and forced it all the way back, similar to the position she was in while standing. "Remember your place woman. You belong to me....Now repeat that". Kajal didnt respond. "I told you to..." as he was barking at her he made his way back into her saree and clutched with his right hand her pubic area tightly "...repeat that". "Okkk okkk....Ahhhhhh..." kajal shrieked in irritation. Just when he rigidified his tight clutch on her sweaty groin, Kajal out of embarassment said "...mmmnggg..I...belong to you...ssss". 
"Say it again..loud and clear" he said twisting his hold, more like pinching her. Kajal couldnt bear it, one of her most sensitive parts was being molested by his big rough hands. She held her hands on to the bed spreads  tight enough to crush the fabric and wailed "...let me go please.....nggggg.." Balvaar didnt care, "Oh baby..I have not even started yet...now tell me and I will let go". He knew that he would have left a red mark in her flawless groin by now but he enjoyed seeing her quiver in pain. She finally gathered up all her strength inspite of the agony and said "I belong to you!". "Thats a good girl..." he said slightly loosening his grip, giving her a second of relief. "Who owns your body?" asking this Balvaar now went well inside her panties and just brushed his hands over her vertical lips, "Answer me" . Kajal felt his rough fingers causing friction over her genitals , "You own my body" she said in a hastened tone. Balvaar's hand now longed to get hold of one of her breasts. So he went inside her bra  with his other hand and groped her left breast. Kajal let out a deep breath "Ahhhhnnn.." as there was tension now in her chest and her vag. Balvaar enjoyed touching her genitals and nipple, both at the same time, celebrating her body's heavenly parts with his hands. As she was completely shaved down in her private parts all his fingers could feel was her flawless hot skin. He noticed Kajal getting into mood. "Who will fuck your pussy?" he asked pushing the limits. She was unwilling to reply. Balvaar decided to increase the stimulation. With two of his fingers inside her panties he slowly stretched her twat and released it, opening and closing the vertical line. Kajal gave out little moans "mmmm...noooo...", now that he made contact with her vagina, her legs slightly shivered feeling as if his finger's heat seeped into her opening. "Tell me now bitch" he murmured in her ear.  She said "You will fuck my pussy" after huge hesitancy , thinking he would let go of her if she said what he wanted to hear. But Balvaar had other plans,"Thats right". He let one of his fingers right into her vagina, dropping it deep making his entire finger disappear in a single push. "Noo...Youu.....Take it out" Kajal got jumpy, she closed her legs and raised her upper body from Balvaar. But Balvaar didnt undo his infiltration. He used his other hand and snatched her hair, hauled it back towards him, making her fall back on his body, and held her neck under the mercy of his beefy biceps. Kajal yelped in his aggressiveness. With both of his thick foot, he seperated her legs. He couldnt seperate them completely because she was still unstripped off her saree in the bottom, but it was enough to continue his fingering in and out of her erogenous slit. As her most precious part was getting infiltrated, she didnt enjoy it as the pleasure was surpassed by the discomfort she was in. Her legs were held under this monster's feet and her neck was strangled by it's husky bicep. She tried with her hands to get him to stop but with every effort she made he tightened his grip on her neck, pressurizing her to give up. "Return me the favour Bitch. Get your hands inside my pant" Balvaar ordered her. 
His pant was below her calves. She half-heartedly pushed her hands below her calf and into his pants. Her hands were on his underwear and she could already feel his thick flesh of meat stuffed inside it. "Ahh you found my dick. Now play with it...only with your fingers". Kajal petted it and used all her fingers to slowly rub it. Balvaar liked it very much as a high class woman was now tickling his dick meanwhile he was fingering her pussy. His dick grew and Kajal felt grossed out as his underwear extended. 
He stopped his drilling for some time but his finger was still inside her vagina. He could tell that Kajal was relaxed after he stopped drilling
as her feet stopped fighting his leg's hold now. "Now touch it" Balvaar gave another order. She knew he would want her to do that. She reulctantly moved her hand inside her underwear. She felt nasty as her hand drifted through a big cluster of his pubic hair.When she finally made it to her penis, she felt a warmth.  
"Stroke it Kaju" Balvaar said and without any warning he thrusted his finger back into into her vagina, drilling its sides now. Kajal trembled in stimulation. She couldnt hold his penis well so she did what she could by holding a small area of it and slowly stroking it's skin, up and down. Though it wasnt much Balvaar enjoyed it. Kajal moaned "Ahh...ahh...", thats when Balvaar thought he must've hit her G spot with his finger. He hugged her tight from behind with his other hand, 
freeing her neck but pressing her bra now. " You look fucking hot semi-naked. I cant wait to have you completely naked.I am going to take you to my home and fuck you there bitch " Kajal was in the middle of an orgasm with Balvaar's biceps thrusting her boobs, she didnt have any other choice other than to comply with this old yet forceful man. "You hear me?...you are my bitch...I am going to fuck everything in you for one full day...I am going to get revenge on your father for what he did....he has given your body to me as repayment and I'm going make full use it..." as he said he increased the speed of his fingerplay. Kajal went "Aaaahhhh...uaahhh". She moaned in pleasure so hard to resist. She knew this man was using her and heard all the things he just said but her pleasure overrided her consciousness. "....You are my bitch Kaju...You are my bitch" he repeated it until it sank deep into her ears. Kajal felt more powerless as his words swept her mind off her willpower. He laid wet kisses to her sweaty back and licked the joint that attaches her arm with her body, tasting the sweat that dribbled from her armpit. She didnt respond to his toungue messing with her skin like she did before so he could tell from her sudden tranquility that she was going to cum from all the fingering he's giving her. And he too began getting orgasms from Kajal's soft fingers stroking his manhood. But Balvaar had decided not to waste his semen before fucking all her holes. He thought of a naughty way to stop her hand from stroking his penis. So, not in a gentle way he took his finger out of her twat, leaving Kajal disoriented in the middle of an incomplete orgasm. With her vaginal juices still sticking to his finger, he forcibly pushed it inside Kajal's faintly-opened mouth. The bitter taste of his dirtyfinger with all her sour liquid got her back to her senses, her eyes lit wide open with dread and disgust as her taste buds were forced to intake this black finger's offerings. "mmmnggg...mmmnnngg" she could only whine with Balvaar's big finger muffling whatever she meant. Instead of opening her mouth, doing which she thought would encourage him to insert his finger deeper, she shaked her head left and  right indicating him to take it out. "Taste your cunt Bitch" he gave no regard to Kajal's indications. And it worked, Kajal stopped stroking his penis. But her hand was still inside his underwear, laying on his dick. And Balvaar suprisingly got the feeling that he was about to cum, thats when he realised his manhood had gotten strongly erect with all its fluid surging inside. And Kajal's lovely touch was not helping him, it only speeded up the fluid's rush. His brain got high and with a few more seconds of Kajal's soft palm on his dick he knew it would defnitely burst out. He couldnt blame himself for being unable to control his ejaculation bacause the last time a woman's body made contact with his penis was decades ago, and now after an angel had stroked it no man could abstain from such an urge. BUT....he was determined not to cum. He wanted to stop it somehow so he quickly thought of a way to make Kajal take her hand off his cock. He slid his finger out of her tongue, making a 'bbbp' sound as it slipped past her wet lips. He held her cheek and turned her face facing his. Kajal could now smell the cheap-liquor from his face. "Ugghhh...let me....mmmmm..." She tried to turn her face away in dismay but again her efforts went ineffectual against Balvaar's firm hold. And that was not the end of her dismay, little did she know that what she thought shouldnt happen was going to happen. Balvaar's took out his toungue and kissed her lips, which looked more like him eating out the tasty pink flesh off her mouth. Kajal shut her eyes and mouth in disgust and dared not to open it even for giving out a groan. She moaned "mmmmhhhummm ....mmmmmhumm" as Balvaar felt all the perfections of this high-class actress's lips. He couldnt thoroughly enjoy it as in the meanwhile he was trying to avoid jerking off. So he didnt really bother to get deeper in the kiss. Being unable to get her face out of this mess, Kajal brought out her hand from his underwear and tried to push away his face from bathing her lips with his ugly tongue while covering her mouth with her other hand. Now that she had her hands out Balvaar got control of his penis back. His semen which was previously almost on the edge of his penis now started to slowly back down. Kajal now got up annoyed, pushing away his hand after he had loosened his grip. She got down from his muscular body and onto the bed wiping her mouth with her palm and with the back of her hand. She spitted out "spewt..pchut" as she wasn't completely successful in stopping him from entering her mouth as some of his tongue's saliva slipped through the tiny gaps of her closed lips. Balvaar was back to normal. He turned to his right, seeing Kajal wiping her mouth and making "pchhh" sounds that denoted she was irritated by his doings. He thought to himself that if she gets so irritated for just the foreplay then wonder what will happen to her at the end of the day. He looked down at Kajal's unprotected waist and wanted to pinch it. Kajal turned to Balvaar angrily and told him " If you ever do something like that again..." and before she could finish, Balvaar got up in wrath and pushed her on the bed. "Aaaah" she shouted, as he leaned on her like in missionary position. Kajal was lying down with Balvaar on the top. He held both her hands above her head and slowly leaned towards her face. Kajal turned away not being able to face the liquor breath nearing her. "You dont tell me what to do... you are my slut now. I will do whatever I want to your body and you have nothing to say against it. And remember...I will leave you alone after this only if you satisfy me" Kajal silently took all his authoratative words through her ear. Her rosy smooth cheek was so inviting. Balvaar let out his toungue and gave one big lick to her cheek feeling it's softness. "Mmmph" Kajal gave just a groan after her authority was put off by Balvaar's dominance. He left a big noticeable saliva patch on her cheek as it shined in the light. He now raised his face setting his gaze on another prize. He went to her right armpit, licking the aroma out of it. Kajal shivered "Hmmmm..." as her shaved underarms were devoured by this big ugly man with his dirty mouth. He made noisy slurps with every lick, tasting her sweet sweat at its most crucial part. It felt like running his toungue over cream, it was so smooth. After replacing all the sweat with his saliva, he went to the other arm and decided to tease her this time. He started wriggling his tongue over her armpit, stretching her hands to the fullest on the top, exposing it entirely. With each wriggle he noticed her squirm. She moved her body up and down but couldnt move it beyond a point since Balvaar was on top of her. As her legs were unrestrained she couldnt help but wiggle it in all sides while Balvaar lickled her, rubbing one leg against the other or against the bed.  "mmmm" Balvaar inhaled the scent of her armpit while planting a last deep kiss that made Kajal "aaaoooow" moan impatiently wanting his tongue out of there soon. As he took out his mouth, he saw the armpits drenched with his saliva. It satisfied him for the moment. Balvaar now got up from her and sat on the side of the bed with his legs falling on the floor. "Go and clean yourself...we are going to my place...you will spend the rest of the time in my house" he said in a blunt tone. 

[ks6996]

Kajal still lying in the bed, with Balvaar's saliva on her cheek and in her underarms, slowly got out of it. She walked towards the bathroom picking a towel in her hand and locked the door. Once she got in she buried her hands in her face and sobbed. She couldnt believe what she has gotten herself into. And the thought of spending one more day with this animal made her body uneasy. She heard a loud bang on the bathroom door and a voice " Wear a sleeveless saree...and bring one to my home as well,you'll need it...but it has to be skimpy" Balvaar said. "If it's not seducing enough then know that our deal wont count". Kajal didnt say anything but she heard her bedroom door close. She realised he didnt wait for her to say something and got out of the room. She stripped herself naked and turned on the shower. As water poured on her she washed all her parts where Balvaar's tongue ran over. She took in some water in her mouth, gargled it and spit it out. In the outside, Balvaar was hungry. As he walked past the hall and noticed Vimalan on the couch he said " One hot bitch you got here". Vimalan was petrified of thinking about what Balvaar would've done to Kajal. Balvaar casually went to the dining room looking if there's any food on the table. He couldnt find anything eatable there so he opened the fridge. "Wow...you got a lot of sweets in here". The fridge was stacked with home made sweets. He picked up some Kaju Katlis and chomped them one by one. Kajal got out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around her, well covering her mammaries. The first thing she did was run to the door and lock it. She didnt want anymore of Balvaar's groping that night, especially not when she was completely nude. She wore a pink saree with a sleeveless blouse, skimpy just like Balvaar wanted and took a black saree in hand to take it to his home. Just then she heard the doorknob turn on the door. Balvaar was trying to open it but it was locked from the inside. When he undersrood it was locked, he became furious and started beating the door " Heyy.. Open it". Just when she opened the door Balvaar got dazzled looking at her beauty.
 
She was irresistable in that saree. He went close to her with hungry eyes. Kajal slowly backed off with each of his step. He grabbed her by her ass and pulled her closer to him. He took the one remaing Kaju Katli from his hand to his mouth, licked it slowly with his tongue on all its sides, enjoying its sweetness while looking at her eyes. From this gesture he indicated to her that he was going to feast on every curves of her sexy body similar to that Kaju Kathli. And when he gobbled up that Kaju Kathli he knew she understood what he meant when she sulked her face looking down, gulping her throat. He viciously smiled as he licked all the Kaju Kathli's crumbles off his fingers. He then took his licked fingers to her waist and wiped the fingers clean against her skin like it was a towel. Kajal turned her face to the other side and thats when she suddenly felt a piercing pain in her waist. Balvaar had pinched it, clutching her white flesh with his thumb and index and twisted it. Kajal shrieked as a part of her ripe waist was being twirled ruthlessly by him. He let  go after a second of having fun. "Shall we leave now?" Balvaar asked as if he was giving her an option not to. She put her mobile along with the black saree in a big handbag and followed Balvaar as they left her room. "I will bring her back tomorrow if she stays true to the deal" Balvaar announced to Vimalan who was sitting in the hall. Vimalan couldnt do anything but only watch him hold Kajal by her waist and charge out of the house. Kajal gave one last look at her father before turning her face towards Balvaar angrily due to
all the pestering he was causing to her waist. She got on the bike with him and left, dreading the territory she's about to step in.

[Mr Strange]

Excellent story bro... Waiting for further updates

[MrGhostRider]

Wow.. Bro.. Very nice start.. Can't wait to read more!!

But a small suggestion, Can you change the font?? the current font is eyesore and very difficult to read.

[ks6996]

Wow.. Bro.. Very nice start.. Can't wait to read more!!

But a small suggestion, Can you change the font?? the current font is eyesore and very difficult to read.

Sure bro...I really wanted to talk with someone about that...which one should I use to give a comfy feel?

[Crushed_Burned]

Damn good start. Waiting for more.

[MrGhostRider]

Sure bro...I really wanted to talk with someone about that...which one should I use to give a comfy feel?

Sent you a PM

[Givemeextra]

everything beautiful except font

[ks6996]

everything beautiful except font

Thanx for lettimg me know. I am a noob... will correct it in my next update.

[Chrisj]

Damn...very awesome start

Waiting for more...

Add more unexpected scenes and some surprising characters and many local guys involved...spice it up by using diff diff locations and twisted scenes

[Ganesh Gaitonde]

Excellent.Please continue

[ks6996]

                              Part - 7
                       The First Night

Time was around 1 PM. It was more or less a 2 hour drive to Balvaar's village. The night was lonely and dark as the road was lit by the moon and Balvaar's bike light. 

Kajal was sitting in the back covering her face with her pallu, both her legs down on the same side with her hand on the back rest. She positioned herself as distant as possible from Balvaar but the bumps and potholes in the broken roads made her bare arm every once in a while brush against Balvaar's back. 

The night was too cold and Kajal's undraped arms and stomach was not able to take it. Her teeth started to chatter, after having driven a long way (around one and a half hour) from her home through the cold. 

Though she covered her tummy with her pallu it was way too light to defend her from the unforgiving bitter night. She didnt bother telling about it to Balvaar because she well knew that he wouldnt care. So she couldnt do anything but bite her teeth hard and hope to reach the village soon. 

Soon, after driving in the main road for a long time, his bike took a turn. Kajal figured they must be nearing the place. She began noticing small houses with straw for
rooftops. The way became marshy with small pits and the air was now heavy with the smell of cow dungs lying everywhere. It was not a very desirable place to live in but Kajal was used to it due to her actress life having to work in a lot of places like this. 

Balvaar's bike stopped in front of a house. It was a medium sized one with two floors, the upper floor being an open balcony. The sight of the house had her relieved knowing her tolerance wont be tested by having to spend the day in one of those small straw-roofed houses. 

Kajal got down from the bike, with her face still covered, looking around on both ends of the street if anybody is watching. But there was not a single living soul out during that time. Balvaar got down resting his bike with the side stand. Before opening the door with his keys he spitted some mucus right on the road. Kajal felt nasty at his habit. He had been frequently spitting on the road while driving and sometimes she could feel some of it spritz on her.

As soon as they got inside the hall Balvaar locked the door with the keys. Kajal uncovered her face and looked around. It was dark but she could see two rooms, with doors closed, apart from a kitchen. She felt warm as opposed to the chillness outside and rubbed both her arms in solace. Balvaar held her left hand and took her to one of the rooms. She couldnt believe his touch was warming her arm. His once icy-cold palms she felt touching her body at her home was no more cold. It was oddly comfortable for her after that freezing ride she had had wearing a revealing dress. 

Once inside he closed the door slowly enough not making any noise, and locked all the latches in it. There wasnt a lot of things in the room apart from a medium-sized bed. The windows were closed. Balvaar turned on the fan switch. As the fan picked up pace Kajal felt chill air piercing her. She couldnt bear it and she decided to tell it to Balvaar.

"Please...No fan...Its too cold for me..." she requested. Balvaar then realised her body must've gotten cold from the condition outside. He also knew it's a big advantage for him as it would be easy now to seduce her with his temperature-adapting body. He turned off the switch and said "Too cold? I can take care of it." He stood in front of her and asked her to remove his shirt and pant. Without question Kajal unbuttoned his shirt and pant. 

He now stood with his big hairy chest and legs out, wearing only his underwear. But fortunately for Kajal it was dark enough to not be able to make out much more details of his black shaggy body. But that was not the case with Balvaar. He could clearly discern her white arms attached to her white shoulders, her spotless neck right below her gleaming face. He wondered how glowing her body would be if she was completely nude till every edge of her skin. His heart thumped in excitement as such a sight was completely possible now merely with his words.

Balvaar said, " Strip yourself off Everything...slowly ".
She yieldingly turned away from Balvaar in uneasiness, as thats how any woman will be when they're ordered to show off their naked body to a stranger,  showing her back to him and took off her pallu first. Though Balvaar could now catch a sight of her milky back he wanted to see her front.

"Turn towards me" he ordered.
Kajal slowly turned herself facing him. Her tummy already started to invite him with its mysterious dark spot in middle. She took off her blouse and then went to her bottom instead of her bra. She wanted to prolong herself from revealing her womanly parts to him, still despairingly believing all this would somehow suddenly stop. She stripped off her bottom saree, standing semi-naked with her Bra and panties. 

Balvaar after looking at her thighs impatiently said "Quickly now.." , her luscious body was making his dick harder and as he already withheld  himself from cumming before he became all hasty now. She unclipped her bra and hesitantly put it down on the side. And with more reluctance, she removed her panties  and stood there with her legs tightly closed and holding her arms, covering her exposed bosom. Balvaar took her hands apart to see her mammaries. They were round and nice .  He stared at it breathlessly for a moment and said "Hug me Kaju". He wanted to feel her womanly skin. 

Kajal hugged him putting her arm around his neck but only close enough till her tits slightly touched his upper abdomen. Balvaar didnt mind the gap between the hug, atleast not for sometime as he was busy massaging her sexy bare back.

His hands wandered all over her back right from her neck to her loin. He eagerly crushed it to test its softness as her skin slipped through his fingers. Whatever he was doing it was soothing Kajal. His hands spread warmth all over her body. It felt like one of those expensive spas she would go to for relaxing. But Balvaar was just getting started. 

He muttered to her ear " Hug me tighter " and he did not wait for her to act, he pressed her back against him as their bodies squeezed with each other's. Kajal yelped as her fragile breasts mashed against his rock hard abdomen. "Shhhhh...people are sleeping...you dont want to wake em up, do you?" Balvaar silenced her while enjoying the stimulation her pulpy breasts and the rest of her sweet naked body was giving him.

Other people?..Kajal thought to herself as she felt all his thick body hair on her bosom and his bulgy underwear protruding on her belly. As much as Balvaar's 85 Kg body was uncomfortable for her 60 Kg figure, it was also warming her down making her unsteady by giving mixed sensations. Before he could have enough he groped her butt cheeks generously with his hands feeling its chubbiness and sexy round shape. While groaping and spreading it he spanked one of it, "Ahhh" Kajal whined.

"Shhh baby...what did I tell you?" Balvaar said while both his hands whirled her ass. Soon came 'SMACK' , Kajal "ssssss..." groaned into his ears as he had now spanked both her plumpy butt cheeks with his rough hands. He broke the hug and looked at her fair face, tucking her hair behind her ears he said, " You didnt kiss me properly back there, remember?". Only if you call that a kiss.. Kajal thought as she knew this physical intimacy is going to be taken a level further.

"Kiss me Kaju" he said just like she anticipated. A kiss is something Kajal felt as equally intimate as having sex as there are two people connecting with their mouth, inhaling their breath and sharing all its juices along with its imperfections. That is why she was so relentless when Balvaar licked her lips before. She well knew now as he had asked for it she doesnt have a choice other than to comply.

She leaned her face slowly towards him holding her breath and carefully gave one peck on his upper lip and one on his lower and retreated back. Balvaar barely felt her lips. He was clearly no expert on kissing but he knew thats not how they do it in the movies.
He grabbed her by her neck's curve and brought her closer, " Kiss me like you mean it " he said placing both her hands on his shoulder. Kajal thought she could somehow get away from having to get inside his mouth but it seemed he cant be fooled with. So her only way out of this was through his mouth. 

She got closer to his open lips through which the heavy odour of whatever cheap liquor he had drunk came flowing out. She decided to hold her breath as much as she can and got closer until her boobs thoroughly grazed in Balvaar's hairy fields.
She connected her mouth on his upper lip and kissed and went to the lower, repeating this slowly for some time. Balvaar was in bliss, feeling this hot woman's soft flesh with his dry lips. He stood motionless as he was recieving all of her sensual kisses but not giving any. He held her waist in excitement and opened his mouth further so that she would plant sloppy kisses. 

But Kajal couldnt hold her breath anymore. She gave in leaving a deep sigh breathing in Balvaar's stinky breath. The smell got deep inside her nose and hit her head. Just when she started to break the kiss Balvaar realised she was pulling back. With his hand he held her back-head and tugged her closer. Kajal screeched "mmmhmm" as she was forced to kiss him despite the discomfort.

As he now got the hang of it he started to kiss her back. He ate both her lips at the same time. With Kajal's cool and clean breath hitting him he tasted everything that was juicy from her lips. Kajal now took both of her hands to his face trying to break the kiss after having failed from moving her face against Balvaar's hold.

"Mmphh..mmm..", the smell became unbearable for her as it now had reactions on her chest and she began getting puking sensations. She tried pushing Balvaar's face away but he was too stern as he was busy in exploring her mouth, ravishing her lips. His dick got hard just with this woman's horizantal lips so he wondered what would her vertical lips do to him.

After having soaked her mouth with his saliva he broke the kiss by giving a final loud one to both her lips with his big mouth " mmmpchchch" and let go of her head. Kajal coughed a lot as soon as she got free from his dirty mouth. Her entire mouth part had gotten so wet with his saliva by his so called kissing.
"Aahhh you are a very tasty bitch " Balvaar said delightfully as Kajal was done coughing and was now wiping her mouth with her hand.

Balvaar removed his underwear. His 6.5 inch black cock sprung out like a missile. He grabbed Kajal and threw her on the bed. No more playing around he thought and was ready now to get to her most erogenous part. The wooden bed's joints creaked as Kajal fell on her back. She saw this giant physique get on the bed and lift both her legs up and split them making a V shape. As he split them further she could feel her slit opening up and hot air breezing into it. 

Kajal trembled on the bed as her virgin genital was about to get penetrated by this pervy villager. Yes, she was a virgin. Though after being in the film industry for several years she only maintained a professional relatiinship with all her co-stars. She practiced chastity, reserving her virginity only for her true love which she hasn't found yet. But the thought that all her years of abstinence is about to get shoved down the drain gave her chills. Plus he wasnt wearing any condom.

But what she experienced was even more erotic. Balvaar slid his face inside the V all the way down and ate her cleanly shaved pussy. Kajal moaned in ecstacy as his hot breath and tongue hit her sexual organ. His facial air itched her fleshy thighs which he was holding close to his face while his tongue slipped in and out getting a taste of her juices. He devoured her entire pussy as it left no foul smell or a bad taste since it was washed only a couple of hours before.

Kajal was completely overtaken by Balvaar's cunnilingus. She couldnt fight anymore as her nerves became docile to stimulation. She laid her hands on his head in an attempt to push him away but her hands had strength only to pat his head.
"mmm...ahh.." she gave low moans of pleasure while he dug his toungue deep inside her unspoiled pussy. And he could feel with his tongue it was getting juicy as she moaned. Kajal was about to cum.

After having a fulfilling meal Balvaar lifted his head. He looked at Kajal's face. Her eyes were closed and she was gasping for breath with her mouth. Her belly and boobs rose and fell with every gasp. Remembering her body was still cold, Balvaar took his face right over her tummy and blew hot air on it. As soon as the air hit her, he saw her belly clench. She sucked in her tummy involuntarily under the force of his humid air hitting her round navel, making it deeper.
"Aaaaaauuhhhh.." Kajal extended her low moans as she got completely aroused by the small warm relief she was getting from the chillness.

He turned her body around like she was some plaything. Kajal was now lying on the bed with her face down and ass up. He licked his fingers and rubbed her clit which was facing down now. She havent still recovered from the orgasm she had when it got licked and this was heightening her pleasure. When finally a wave of comfort and relaxation was hitting her as she laid down peacefully .... 
her eyes shot in terror. She felt a tearing pain in her bottom. She held the bed's wooden head as the intensity of pain kept increasing as Balvaar's 6.5 inch dick slowly penetrated into her virgin vag. All his rubbing and licking was for lubricating it. 

But clearly the lubrication was not enough for Kajal. She couldnt bear her orifice being opened up widely by a 6.5 inch hard penis as it was way too much for her first time. Balvaar inserted his meat slowly into her body and kept going until it completely disappeared. She screamed from her throat "Aaaaaaaa" but her scream didnt live for long, Balvaar leaned forward and closed her mouth with his hand "Ssshhhhh....you have a tight pussy....ahhhh..." while his penis was orgasming inside her.

"mmmmm....mmmmm" all her screams fell dead against Balvaar's hands. With her right hand she hit the sides of his butt indicating him to take it out. But Balvaar didnt much care for her as he was already high feeling her soft insides with his manhood. He started to rock his dick in and out of her rich pussy.
"whats the matter Kaju...you must've done this plenty of times before" Balvaar said. He thought as she was a celebrity she must've been fucked by a lot of people. So he didnt care to go slow with her unpenetrated vagina.   

"Mmmmphh....mmmmmmmmmmphhh..." she tried to tell him to slow down. But anyway it wouldn't have made any difference with Balvaar. Kajal's eyes welled with tears as her vagina was being ripped. Her wails were muted by his huge black hand. Her constant badgering with her right hand started to bother him. So he caught it with his free hand and held it behind her back bending it. She didnt even bother to use her other hand as she know the result would be futile and only end up being more painful for her.

"Ahhhh....' Balvaar moaned in gratification as he was ravishing a high-class hot actress's pussy, that too a tight one. Pleasures he hadnt even dreamed of having before was happening to him now as he banged this hottie in her honey hole. 

His pounding continued till Balvaar could feel from his hand on her mouth her cries lowering down to groans. He could tell from his dick inside her slit that her tight pussy was now a little bit flexible than before. Pleasure was starting to spring inside her along with the pain. He let go of her hand but she didnt seem to move it to her comfort. He understood she was about to have an orgasm. His penis was directly poking her G spot. 

He took his hand off her mouth. With his big penis still inside her, he bent forward and cleared all her shattered hair to one said. With his mouth he laid a painless bite on one of her neck's curves. He went further forward towards her face. He could tell she was exhausted as her eyes were shut as if she had no more life in her. Facing her cheek he lifted her head with his hand, he tilted his face slightly and smooched her mouth. She did not resist him but she neither smooched back. His liquor breath had become a litlle mild to her, she was afraid if she had gotten used to it. Balvaar was not concerned with getting kissed back, all he wanted was a taste of her pink lips. 

While kissing, his hands went underneath her and meddled her right breast. He squeezed the milk ball for a couple of times and pressed her small yet hard tit.
"mmnnnn.." in reaction her mouth moaned while he kissed. As he fondled her tit, she felt like her senses increasing and Balvaar's kiss was getting uneasy. She turned her face away in the middle of the kiss, breaking it. Balvaar didnt much care. It seemed like he got enough of what he wanted from her mouth. Just to tease her a bit, he pressed her tit hard and said, "Still naughty". Kajal resisted shrieking, "ssssss...".
While already being inside, he intentionally rammed his dick once, further within. "Aaaa" Kajal gave a short yell. 

"Hahaha...shhhh" Balvaar laughed as he got back to his prior position after having shown who was still in control of her body. He resumed his pounding slowly and picked up the pace.
Kajal "mmm....mmm...mmm" ing for every thrust of Balvaar, she herself muffled her moans by facing downwards onto the bed. As he barbarously fucked her pussy hole, he felt her juices lubricating his meat. Kajal began to orgasm. She bit her lower lip hard in ecstacy as her organs were thrusted by his big stick.

Balvaar went to his maximum pace. With his hands on her butt, he vigorously rammed his cock in and out. Kajal bit the bedsheet hard to withstand the pain and some pleasure Balvaar was causing to her.  After some moment, Balvaar could feel his semen flow inside his meat. He grabbed Kajal by her hip, he took his penis entirely out of her just a few seconds before he was going to cum, and turned her body around making her lie on her back.

His sudden exit made Kajal's hole gasp for a moment. With his penis in his hand, he rushed and kneeled on top of of her upper thighs as he was about to cum any second now. As soon as Kajal raised her head to see what was going on, his hot cum outpoured on her belly and into her navel.

Balvaar was stroking his dick "ahhhh....ahhhh" making sure all his semen spills out giving him a good climax. Kajal gave a disgusted look seeing the sight. There were already a lot of semen on her  stomach plus he was still leaking. It was a lot because it has been many years since his last ejaculation. The white fluid began to slowly flow down her curves as the last drop slipped from his dickhole.

Balvaar let out deep breaths. He crashed on the bed near Kajal. He was over-spent for his age. Kajal's body trembled as she laid worn-out after losing her virginity to a savage. Her stomach was oozing with his warm semen. It made her feel nasty but on the other side she was glad that it was over, that Balvaar ejaculated and he wouldnt want her anymore so she could go home in the morning. 

" Bathroom's there...go clean yourself... ",  she heard Balvaar speak with a weary voice. She got out of the bed, the cum on her body flowed down to her thigh. She picked up her pink saree which she stripped and rushed into the bathroom. She cleansed herself from Balvaar's semen, his mouth's saliva and his body sweat. When she came out after putting on her saree Balvaar had already dozed off. He mildly snored. She got on the bed and placed her head to the opposite side of Balvaar's and lied down. She wanted to forget this as a bad dream when she got up in the morning. She had no idea that Balvaar had a business partner who has an equal share in the business and is entitled to have the equal of whatever Balvaar has.





                                                                                                                                                                 

[Mr Strange]

Nice update bro...

[narasimha2287]

Nice story bro

[Mr Strange]

Please post the update bro... Eagerly waiting

[Crushed_Burned]

Really nice work. Waiting for more. Good job.

[Ganesh Gaitonde]

Update

[ks6996]

Update

Working on it....will defnitely post an update by tomorrow...if lucky then within tonight !