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In this thread, I will be posting Short Actress Stories with little to no plot. These stories are mainly for fapping purposes. As the NO NUT NOVEMBER comes to close, I think this is the best timing to start such a thread.




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This is a work of fiction. All Character depicted are 18 or older even if speicifed otherwise. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Failure leads to Punishment
 

 
Nayan always felt safe going to work in the college during the evening. She was a teacher in a High college that was considered one of the safest. The students, she thought, all liked her. The workers were always around and the college had no problems. She had no idea that this day would be different.
 
As she walked into her classroom, she turned on the lights. She turned on the computer and began to grade the answer sheets for the just finished term exams.
 

 
She pulled up her chair and crossed her legs. She began entering the information and never heard the noise coming from behind her.
 
Shyam walked into the classroom with some of his friends. He has been asking his father for a brand new Ferrari and his father promised he’ll buy it only if he passes in the following exam. He knew he was failing and that it would cost him his Ferrari. Shyam brought with him seven other senior students. He also carried a bag with the items he would need to use later.
 
As he got closer, Nayan heard a noise and turned around. She was stunned to see them in the classroom.
 

 
college had been finished for hours and she assumed everyone was gone.
 
"What can I do for you?" she asked. "I came to talk about my marks. I think I might be failing and I can't fail," Shyam replied.
 
"You know you did not study properly and I have to fail you," Nayan quickly responded. Shyam shot back with a hard glare as he said, "Well, I wish it didn't have to be this way. You leave me no choice."
 
 
With that Shyam grabbed Nayan's white blouse and ripped it off of her. Her 32D tits were being held back by her white bra. Seeing her sitting there shirtless, you could tell she had a nice body. In her mid 30s, life was being to catch up with her. Nayan began to cry. She was now very scared.
 

 
Shyam's friends formed a circle around her. Nayan was now trapped and there was no one else around. Shyam quickly grabbed a gag and shoved it in her mouth. He pulled out a sharp knife and ran the metal edge against her face. "I'd hate to cut this fucking face before we are done with it. But I will, if I have to."
 
He pulled her to her feet. He took the knife down and cut off her pink skirt. She was now standing in a white bra and a red thong. SMACK! She was struck on her ass from behind and the shock jerked her whole body forward. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Quickly her white ass had turned red from the smacks. The guys were taking turns. Tears welled up in her eyes.
 

 
Shyam then took the knife and cut off her bra. He made sure she felt the metal against her skin, but was careful not to cut her. He slid the knife's tip down her skin. He felt her body tremble and saw the fear in her eyes. Shyam felt his cock grow in his pants. Quickly, he cut off her panties. He replaced the gag in her mouth with the crotch of her panties and told her to suck them clean.
 
She was standing in her classroom, naked, scared, crying, with eight students around her. Her 32D boobs hanging, her pussy unshaven and hairy. The black pubic hairs showing no signs of being trimmed. The boys began to touch her body and pull on her skin. Shyam took a dog collar and chain out of his bag. He placed the collar around her neck.
 

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"Now you are my dog. Here are the rules. If you follow them, you will go home. If you don't, well, let's not think about that. You will be photographed this way.
 
You will smile in every picture. You will do exactly  what we say. You will not tell anyone about this. If you do, we will show the photographs to everyone and tell them how you told us we had to have sex with you to pass."
 
Nayan nodded meekly. She felt the dog collar tighten quickly around her neck as Shyam pulled it on hard.
 
"You answer 'Yes Sir', bitch. Do you understand?" A soft "Yes Sir" came out of Nayan's mouth as it shook.
 
"Now, get down on your knees." Nayan quickly got on her hands and knees. The guys stripped off their clothes and formed a line in front of her mouth. Nayan's eyes got big. One of the guys grabbed the chain from Shyam and held it with one hand, petting Nayan's head with the other. "Good doggy" he said as he did this.
 

 
Tears welled in her eyes. Nayan had only slept with her husband. She had always been proud of that. Now she knew she was going to get fucked, and fucked hard. Shyam walked up first and had seven inches of hard cock.
 
Nayan kept her mouth closed even though she knew it was futile. Shyam began rubbing his cock on her face. He had his cock right about against her full lips. Nayan felt his pre-cum on her lips and closed her eyes.
 
SMACK! Just then, her ass got slapped with a ruler scale. Her mouth opened up as she tried to scream in pain. Shyam took this chance to gag her on his big dick. She gagged on it as Shyam pushed the back of her head closer to his body. She could smell his pubic hair and feel his cock going deeper and deeper into her throat. She was gagging now and Shyam's friends were all cheering him on.
 

 
Shyam quickly pulled out of her mouth so one of his friends could fill her mouth. He walked around behind her for a view of her pussy. "Dang, this is the hairiest pussy I have ever seen." That didn't stop him from shoving a finger into her hole. He was expecting a dry hole, but found a wet gusher. "Look guys, our new pet likes this. She's wet." Everyone had a laugh as more tears filled Nayan's eyes.
 
Another guy took the camera and began to take pictures. Shyam took the chance to slip his cock into Nayan’s pussy. She was tight, but wet enough that he slid right in. Everyone heard Nayan moan softly. Her body rocked back and forth with one cock in her pussy and one buried in her mouth. Both guys shot their loads into her at the same time. The guy in her mouth held her head there to make sure she swallowed every last drop.
 

 
One by one, the other guys took turns on her. First her mouth, then her pussy, then back to her mouth to cum.
 
"Now, remember, bitch, we own you. You don't say a fucking word to anyone or we will show the pictures of you being the little bitch you are. And we will be back for more another day."
 
With that, the group of students took her bra and panties and left Nayan lying in her classroom, a fucking mess.
 

 

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Magnificent brother plz introduce new actresses as well

Thank you!! Yes I will do that.!!

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That Fateful Night
 
It was the Saturday night before their fifth anniversary. Prasanna climbed on top of his young wife Sneha and stuck his dick into her for their usual once a week fuck. 
 

 
She was a virgin on their wedding day and has never shown any signs of enjoyment or even that she noticed that he was between her legs. Prasanna would just take his pleasure then roll over and go to sleep.
 
But not this time. 
 
Sneha grabbed a handful of his hair, pulled his head back so that she could stick her face near his face. He was stunned by her outburst.
 

 
“Get the fuck off me! And get that puny little dick out of me!” Stunned, prasanna rolled off her.
 
“Whaaa! What's up Baby?”
 
“You! It's you what's up! You have stolen five years of my life. Nearly two thousand days wasted on your pathetic attempt at love making. No! Not love making, just selfish sex.”
 
“But.. but I...”
 
“Shut the fuck up!” Sneha screamed at her husband as she brought her legs up and kicked him out of bed.
 
“Go sleep in the guest room before I lose my mind.”
 
Prasanna went to the other room shaken at this sudden turn of events. He had no idea she wasn't happy.
 
After a short while he was on his way to the bathroom when he thought he could hear her voice. He tiptoed up to the door and listened. Sneha was on the phone talking to someone.
 

 
“...I had had enough, after you had shown me how wonderful sex can be. I just couldn't let him use me anymore.”
 
Someone had shown her sex. Good sex. What the hell has been going on! He just couldn't understand how she managed to fool him and have a secret lover.
 
“...OK I will be right over, no it's ok I'll get a taxi. Bye Darling!”
 
What the fuck!! He was still standing there stunned when the door opened and she pushed past him.
 
“Get out of my way!” She barked. “I have phoned a taxi, it will be here in a few minutes.”
 
“You can't go out like that! In just a nightie!!”
 
“You're right!” She said as she pulled it off and went down stairs naked. She took a bath towel out of the hall closet. She put it on just as the taxi lights flashed through the window.
 

 
“You'll need some money for the taxi!” He shouted.
 
“Come out and see me pay for the taxi.” She shouted back.

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This sure had his interest now. He just got to the front door as she was opening her coat and showing 'all' to the taxi driver, a middle aged black man.
 
“This is my money for the taxi. Will you take me to my destination?”
 
“You bet, young lady!” He couldn't get out of the car quick enough. She removed the towel and lay on the back seat. The black guy wasted no time, just got his already hard dick out and got between her legs and gave her a fast and furious fucking.
 

 
For the first time ever, Prasanna heard his wife moan in pleasure as she had a climax. The guy grunted as he filled her with cum. He had a raging hard on, he had never been so turned on in his life, watching his young wife being taken roughly by an older man. The driver got back into the front, wiping his cock with an old cloth.
 
“Hang on driver!” She said as she sat up with her legs outside the car. She called her husband by snapping a finger. Prasanna went running out to her.
 
“Do you want me to return in the morning?”
 
“Yes! Yes of course Dear.”
 
“Then there are some things you need to do and agree to.”
 
'Yes Dear! Whatever you say Dear.'
 
“First get on your knees and lick my pussy!”
 
“But...”
 
“But fuck all! NOW DO IT!”
 

 
Prasanna got down between her legs and looking at her nasty cum soaked cunt, he buried his face into her sloppy cunt and licked and slurped away.
But more surprisingly, he came in his pyjama pants without even touching himself.
 
When she was cleaned up, she patted his head. “That's a good boy! Now when I return, whenever that is, you will clean me the same way.”
 
“Yes Dear! Whatever you say Dear!”
 
“And I will be spending nights out with my lovers and sometimes bring them home. You will NOT complain. Nor make any remarks.”
 
“Yes Dear!”
 
She then kicked him off balance and he fell back onto the road. She pulled her legs into the car and said “Drive on!”
 
“Yes ma'am!” said the driver, laughing as they drove off. The last thing Prasanna heard him say was
 
“What a loser!”
 

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Tq bro for doing actress stories in all your threads

Keep going bro

Super.continue.put about other actress also

Thank you!
Yes, thats the plan.
I am going to cover wide variety of actress.

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Should I continue this thread??

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why did they change the 10 posts per page to 20 pages per post

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~ a month or 2 ago

Is there any way to revert it back?? Now all my story thread's index is fucked. They all point to different pages.

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Late night at the Office
 
 

 
"Shruti, where's that report? It has to be on the Manager's desk first thing tomorrow. I thought you'd have it ready by now."
 
"Ah, what report?" asked Shruti, confused. This was the first she'd heard of any report being required.
 
"The report I asked for on the sales figures across regions. I requested it yesterday. All the data was in the folder. All you had to do was combine it and prepare the report. How could you forget it?"
 
"Ah, I wasn't here yesterday, Mrs Jyothi. I was at the dentist, remember. You didn't ask me for the report."
 
Mrs Jyothi gave her a killing look. Then a memory tapped her.
 
"Oh. You're right. I gave it to Andrea. She was supposed to pass it on to you first thing this morning. Don't tell me she forgot."
 
"Um, I don't know if she forgot or not but she hasn't turned up for work today. She rang in sick."
 
"Stupid girl. Why couldn't she get sick after passing on the request? You'll have to check her desk and find the folder. That report has to be available first thing in the morning or the whole department will look slack. Get it done."
 
Shruti sighed. "But, Mrs Jyothi, if that's similar to the report I prepared last month it will take several hours to put it together. There's no time."
 
"Yes there is. You'll have to stay back and work on it. In this instance I will authorise over-time. We need that report."
 
Shruti groaned, silently. Still, it wasn't as if she'd had something planned for that night. Just coffee and TV. The over-time money would be useful, as well. She headed over to Andrea's desk to find the folder with the required information. Why couldn't the regions enter the data on a spreadsheet and send it in? Then all she'd have to do would be to consolidate the spreadsheet. She was so going to push for that change to procedure. She'd even design the relevant spreadsheet.
 
She'd been correct about the amount of time it would take to prepare the report. Hours. Mrs Jyothi had stopped past on her way home to encourage her.
 
"I had the manager on the phone asking where the hell his report is. I guaranteed him that it would be on his desk when he arrived in the morning. There won't be anyone here to check it when you're finished so you'd better be sure it's right. When it's done, run up and put it on his desk where he can't miss it."
 
‘It wouldn't kill you to stay back and check it’, Shruti thought. She got on with working on the report.
 
The cleaners had been and gone by the time Shruti had finished. The building was dark, everyone gone apart from security, and everyone knew that the guard never budged from his desk. He'd just sit there, playing cards and keeping one eye on the monitors. At least, he knew she was there.

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Report finally finished and checked Shruti headed to the lift and up to the top floor. She was surprised to see that the light was on in the Manager's office. Someone was careless. She walked in, crossed to the desk and slapped the report down in the middle of the desk.

 
"Done," she said. "Remind me to tell you about the joys of Excel, Word, and Email, sometime."
 
"Thank you," said a deep voice. "I'll make a note to talk to you on those subjects. It seems that you have something on your mind you want to discuss."
 
Shruti had been in the act of turning towards the door and freedom as the Manager spoke. She gave a startled squeak and tried to turn towards him at the same time. Her feet got tangled, her right foot catching on her left ankle and she found herself sprawling at the Manager's feet.
 
Blushing and embarrassed Shruti would have been even more embarrassed if she'd realised that her short skirt had ridden up and she was flashing her panties. That embarrassment quickly came along.
 
"I'm happy to see that you can put on a smiling face," laughed the Manager, at the same time stroking that smiling face. The problem, from Shruti's point of view, was the fact that the smiling face was the standard yellow pictogram, a large circle with smile. There again, it wasn't the pictogram that was the problem, but where it was. In this case, printed on her panties. There were a number of them there but the one that the Manager was stroking was in the crotch, with the result it wasn't just her panties being stoked.
 

 
Shruti also found that she seemed to be wedged between the desk and the manager. One of them would have to move before she could get to her feet.
 
"Do you mind?" she demanded.
 
"Not at all," was the calm reply. "If you feel I need to know a bit more about modern tools I'm always prepared to listen. Am I to assume that the lack of modern tools was the reason for the delay to the report?"
 
Shruti was torn between the desire to protect her person and the knowledge that she was supposed to be polite to upper management.
 
"Partly," she said. "The girl who was supposed to be working on the report was sick and no-one told Mrs Jyothi. She only found out when she went to get the report. I was a last minute fill in as I did the report last month. And if the staff in the field would enter their data in a spreadsheet it would be a lot easier for everyone. Um, do you mind taking your hand off my panties?"
 
"You have a point. Prepare a presentation giving the advantages of doing the report via spreadsheets. You can present it to me next Monday."

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The Manager was also polite enough to consider her request regarding her panties and his hand and act on it. His hand slid over her bottom, took hold of her panties, and pulled then down. His hand then returned to where he'd been rubbing, this time without panties in the way.

 
"Quite right," he murmured. "This is better."
 
Shruti wriggled about under his touch, trying to pull away from it and not having much success.
 
"Will you stop doing that?" she pleaded.
 
"Ah, no, I don't think so. Not just yet."
 
"What do you mean, no? I want you to stop."
 
"Do you? How interesting. What do you think about me doing something like this?"
 
A pair of fingers slipped between her lips, exploring deeper. Shruti gasped.
 
"Just stop," she told him.
 
"But my cock is really, really, erect right now. If I was to stop doing this it would be so I could replace my fingers with my erection. Do you want me to do that?"
 
"No!"
 
"Ah. I thought you might prefer this for a little longer." His fingers kept up their steady tantalising teasing.
 
"What? I didn't say I prefer this. Just leave me alone. I want to go home."
 
"And so you shall. So you shall. I'll decide soon enough."
 
"I'd rather you decided right now."
 
Shruti was having a little trouble catching her breath. He was doing strange things to her and her body was reacting. Well, not that strange. She knew damn well what he was doing. She wasn't a virgin. The real problem wasn't what he was doing right now but what he might be doing in the near future.
 
Then it was no longer the near future but the here and now. His hands were easing her lips apart and he was pressing between them.
 
"No," she insisted. "Don't you dare."
 
The gentle pressure of his cock leaning against her was all the answer she got. She could feel her lips parting enough to let him past, closing around him and holding him, almost lovingly in the way they seemed to embrace him.
 
"You stop that," she gasped, feeling him moving deeper, sliding smoothly down her passage while her poor body put up zero resistance.
 
"Oh, you rotten pig," she gasped, feeling his groin rubbing firmly against hers.
 

 
"Really, is that any way to talk to the boss," he asked, laughing.
 
"It is if I say it is," she retorted. "Are you going to take that out?"
 
"Of course I am. Eventually. Until I do might I suggest you just move along with me?"
 
With that Shruti found him withdrawing and then plunging back in, filling her up again with a forceful stroke. Then he was pulling back to do it all over again. Thinking nasty thoughts she started moving with him. Why not? She had nothing to lose because he was already in her, giving his all. She had to admit that his all seemed to be considerable, plunging deep into her.

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Nature would have its way, despite her personal preferences, Shruti found. He had got her wet and aroused before he drove home. Now the incessant sliding of his hot hardness against her softness was exciting her, each thrust adding its little thrill to what had gone before. She was almost biting her tongue in an attempt to hide the pleasure she was feeling, knowing that nothing she did could hide the way she was physically responding, her body betraying her, her bottom rising and pushing towards him every time he thrust forward.

 
The pleasure kept on building at a steady pace. He seemed committed to what he was doing, putting everything he had into each thrust, her body jolting with the shock each time he hit home. It fairly quickly reached a point where Shruti had no thought for anything but the next thrust, anticipating it, eagerly awaiting it each time she felt him draw back.
 
It was a relief to her when she found him starting to move faster, harder, preparing to finish. She was ready to finish. Oh, so ready.
 

 
One stroke too many and Shruti lost it, feeling him having his climax even though it was nearly lost while she experienced her own.
 
"If you've been here working on that report then you probably haven't had any dinner yet. Why don't you tidy yourself up and I'll take you out to dinner. I know I'm hungry. I can drop you at home after dinner."
 
"What? Do you expect me to have dinner with you after that?"
 
"Well, yes. You have to eat and I know some excellent restaurants. Run along and tidy up while I finish off what I was doing. You can even use my personal bathroom. Through that door. Just think, you can tell me about your theories on Word, Excel, and email, while we're at lunch. Maybe convert me even before I see your presentation."
 

 
Shruti found herself being running through that door. She wanted to kick herself. He had to be kidding. Have dinner with him? Still, she had to eat and dinner was the very least he owed her.
 

THE END

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Yes, I know it is a pain and penalising those who diligently maintained index

Thats a question for Admins although I think it may be irreversible since its site wide - ADMINS PLEASE COMMENT
I know you are one of the very few who maintain a neat clean attractive and teaser filled indexes - Appreciate your presentation efforts  yr):
Also, welcome back - you are BACK WITH A BANG inspite of your personal inconvenience with the site and all 

Looking forward for cock bursting rides with all our dear actresses 

Thanks for the recognition of those efforts. I even thought of abandoning the index altogether after learning of the changes in number of posts, who knows how they gonna change in future. But yeah i like to keep it clean and presentable.