[satabdi]

Chapter 5
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Swastika was trying to make her way through the busy, expensively-dressed Bengalee celebrities like Sreelekha Mitra, Ritabhari Chakraborty, Satabdi Roy, Rupa Ganguly, Debasree Roy etc. who attended the party that day. However her searching eyes tried continuously to find out Indrani. She had separated from her just moments ago. Suddenly she was stopped by one of her oldest friends in show business.
 
"Oh my God, Swastika! How are you?!" Someone called her from behind.
 
"Wha.....who?" Swastika mumbled in that sudden call.

She was, casually returning the tight hug being offered to her by Debasreedi, Satabdidi, Paoli, Parnodi, Arpitadi and various other Tolly celebrities. She still was focusing most of her attention on trying to find out where Indrani had gone. The stirring of her unexpected infidelity that had awoken in her by Indrani and Kader was too powerful to ignore. She turned to see the lady in front of her who called her and it took her a few seconds to realize it fully.

It was her 45 yrs old friend Gargi Roychowdhury whom she had known for five yrs after a joint shooting in a hit TV-Serial "Pratibimba". However after that they had acted three more big-screen films together and their friendship deepened in spite of their age differences.

"Oh, Gargidi, wow...you! I almost didn't recognize you... you look sooooo...." Swastika couldn't complete her sentence as she bent forward to touch her feet.
 
"Different?" Gargi smiled and touched her head with her right palm to give her blessings.
 
"Extremely h...ho....hot! ," Swastika blurted out all of a sudden, to Gargi's surprise and her own.
 
"Oh, well thank you so much. But you also look really... hot... as well Swastika." Gargi returned the favour to her five yrs junior 'sister-like' friend.
 
The two Tolly actresses exchanged awkward giggles while searching in their minds for a way to break the sudden and completely unexpected sexual tension. It was a really strange situation for a couple of good friends who had always bonded over the fact that they were not like most girls in show business.

As stunningly sexy figure and extremely talented as Gargi was, she had never been one of those girls that got involved easily with producers, directors or co-stars just to get a role in the film. She and Swastika were often mocked by some matured actresses like Debasree or Satabdi for their antiquated values and restricting set of morals. They both knew that Debasree and Satabdi called them prudes and boring behind their backs, sometimes even to their face.

But there was something different about Gargi that night. Maybe it was the way she was dressed, with a tight fitting sleeveless blouse that pushed up her large sized boobs even more and a light color matching chiffon saree that accentuated her curvaceous body more attractively.

On the other hand, in case of Swastika, it was the fact that something deep within her had changed that night. She had entered that bathroom as the shy, conservative, god-fearing nice girl which everyone thought about her. But after half an hour, she'd come out like a transformed slut, covered in cum and ready to explore all of the joys of carnal pleasure she'd been hiding from for most of her young life.  
 
"Umm, Swastika, you have something on your chin..."

"Oh, oh, thanks... It's nothing, I...I......thought I'd taken care of that...," she said, blushing while she wiped the cum off with the back of her hand under the curious gaze of Gargi, who kept closely inspecting her pretty features. The dishevelled hair, the runny mascara, the heavy breathing... all of it was so unlike with her friend, but too obvious to ignore.
 
"There's, umm, also some on your hair..." Gargi finally told her, she had no idea what was happening with Swastika but she wasn't going to let her walk around like that.
 
"Oh, I....I....." Swastika stammered in blushing.
 
"It can't... can't be what I think it is... can it?" Gargi smiled mischievously.
 
"Gargidi, you know about this type of party, I've to do something filthy stuff for my film 'Mayer Sneha' with a Bangladeshi Producer"
 
"I know. It's okay, but you need to tell me in detail....I mean what the hell is going on with you right now."

Swastika grabbed her hand and took her away from the main hall, "Where are we going?" The 'multi-qualified' Tolly celeb of Bengal asked with a bit of surprise as they bypassed a couple to stay out of that particular corridor.
 
"I cheated on Suhas." Swastika replied shyly.
 
"What do you mean....you cheated on him? And when is it happened?" Gargi looked even more curious.
 
"Oh God! It's so disgusting....but you noticed it accurately...yes it is happened in one of the bathroom in this hotel." Swastika at last agreed with Gargi's accusation, pointing at the sticky patch in her hair.
 
"Whhhh....aaaa......t! And....and how! With whom!" Gargi exclaimed with an unbelievable tone.
 
"With Indranidi... and the Bangladeshi Producer of my recent film 'Mayer Sneha' or whatever."
 
"Oh I mean the newest Producer Abdulbhai in Tollygunge Film-Industry....who is producing a film with Nilay Singh! Wait, are you kidding? Are you seriously telling me... you just had sex with Indudi and Abdul Kader Sk!"
 
Swastika looked down at her shoes and nodded, face completely red in shame.
 
"Wow... it's okay and natural. But I need a moment to process this."
 
"Gargidi... I don't know what's happening to me..."
 
"Well, yeah, it's OK to please your Producer. According to me it's a part of film and is very natural for any actress, Swastika. So you needn't to be embarrassed. However, you probably had too much to drink and Indudi took advantage of you...."
 
"No, that's not what I mean. It's not her fault... I myself wanted it. Just like I want it now. I can't stop."
 
"What do you mean by 'now'?"
 
"I want you, Gargidi. I need you right now." Swastika grabbed the back of Gargi's head and forced a kiss on her unsuspecting lips.

"Mfff!" Gargi tried to resist for about a second before surrendering to her younger friend's curious tongue. She had never kissed another woman before. And, as incredible as the feeling was, she was still awkward about it, not knowing what to do with her hands or the rest of her body.

Swastika noticed her hesitation and took care of it immediately. She grabbed Gargi's hands and guiding them around her slim waist and right to her firm ass, to which Gargi responded with a good, strong squeeze. With the fabric of her dress being so thin, Gargi could feel her soft ass-gloves through her saree-saya. Very slowly she pulled those upto her slim waist where her lacy panties began, just a couple of inches before plunging into her ass crack.  
 
"Swastika, I....I...."
 
"Hey who are there....?" Suddenly a security guard shouted from the other end of the corridor, pointing his flashlight at the two actresses.

"Let's leave the place.....the security guard might catch us" Gargi whispered being terrified, dragging Swastika's hand behind her.

Ignoring the commands of the guard, the two actresses left the place quickly as Gargi said, "I think that's the exit to the main hall". She pointed at an exit sign several feet in front of them but just she finished the sentence another flash of light came from around the corner which startled them.
 
"In here!" Swastika whispered as she stepped into a small service closet, pulling Gargi in with her.
 
"Um, what are we going to do here?" Gargi asked in a confused tone.
 
"Waiting for the guard to go away, obviously! I mean we could've just told the guard who we are, but now that we ran away from him..." Swastika replied.
 
"I'm sorry! I became panicked, okay?"
 
"Why did you panic?"
 
"Well, because, you know..."
 
"'Cause you were squeezing my ass Gargidi?"
 
"Oh Swastika....I'm sorry!"
 
"It's okay," Swastika whispered into Gargi's ear, "You're so sexy and horny, just like me. But we gotta learn to relax... together."
 
Saying this Swastika wrapped her arms around the elder actress's soft waist, pulling her close. Their breasts smashed against each other's and their breaths becoming one.
 
"Um, I don't think this is a good idea Swastika..."
 
"Why not? Don't you like me Gargidi?"
 
"Of course I do but..." Gargi replied hesitantly.
 
"Please Gargidi, you know not only I love you like my dearest friend, I respect you also as my own Didi. So please don't hesitate, it's OK," Swastika said nibbling on her earlobe, and began whispering in a seductive tone, "Do you remember my birthday party, few days ago?"
 
"Uh-huh..." Gargi replied, trembling with arousal as her friend's hands roamed to the back of her dress.
 
"We were both wearing some revealing dresses that day and were so excited by the groping of the male guests. We kept falling down..." Swastika reminded her.
 
"Yeah..."
 
"Oh God I wanted you so bad that night."
 
"What? Really?"
 
"Yes. But I was too scared to do anything."
 
"Oh, I... I don't know what to say, I wasn't expecting--"
 
"I want you so bad right now." Swastika purred, taking control of Gargi's hand. With her left hand she quickly pulled her saree-saya up and guide Gargi's hand under between her juncture. Feeling Swastika's wetness in the palm of her hand, Gargi gasped. "You aren't even wearing panties..." she said very softly, as if she was afraid someone else would hear it.
 
"They were only getting in the way." Swastika grinned.
 
Then with slow and careful movements, Swastika teased herself with Gargi's fingers and trembled in the shadows of the dark closet.
 
"Ohhhhhh how nice Gargidi ... Have you ever been with a woman?"

"No..." the glamourous diva queen replied weakly, equally tense and fascinated by Swastika's slick lips folding and surrendering to her fingertips.
 
"It's amazing, Gargidi. Let me touch you, make love to you."
 
Before Gargi could give her an answer, the thirsty two times divorcee actress had already made the decision for her with another wild kiss. Gargi also cooperated her and their breaths grew heavy as their tongues battled, writhing against one another. Swastika at one time slipped Gargi's Anchal from her shoulder and unhooked her front open blouse slowly. Being puzzled, Gargi forgot to resist her attempt as Swastika pushed her bra up and grabbed one of her large breasts, groping it gently.

Gargi moaned in Swastika's mouth when her right nipple was pinched, scared of how easily Swastika was getting what she wanted. But she herself was getting so wet from the way Swastika was treating her.
 
"Oh my God, Swastika, I can't believe what we're doing......" Gargi moaned while the younger actress played with her heavy breasts. Suddenly she bent forward and clamped her lips on Gargi's left nipple, licking it until it turned stiff.
 
"You haven't seen nothing yet Gargidi!" said Swastika, before pulling down her own Saree's Anchal.

She then removed her own blouse and the straps of her pretty bra to expose her lovely, juicy breasts. Gargi's jaw dropped. She took a moment to cup and admire the talented actress's coveted tits.

Now it was Swastika's turn and she became surprised when Gargi lowered her head slightly onto her chest. She kissed her boobs voraciously, sucking her diamond-hard nipples like a starving animal....desperate for nourishment. Swastika then tried to get under Shrabanti's saree-saya but it was too unwieldy and in the heat of passion she simply ripped her off.

Gargi once again gasped, worried about how she was going to walk out of the large hall with a torn saree. However she forgot about it soon when Swastika dropped to her knees and tugged her little black panties aside. The kinky actress smiled lovingly at Gargi and kissed her mound.... taking a little taste of her panty-covered pussy at first.

Gargi moaned and leaned back a little bit into a pile of boxes. Noticing it Swastika giggled and teased her with another quick lick before pulling down her small panties around her ankles. Gargi said nothing but her hand stroked Swastika's silky hair, silently pleading her to keep going. Swastika was just about to do so when the closet door opened behind her unexpectedly.

"WHAT'S GOING ON IN HERE?" the security guard shouted as he flipped the switch next to the door.

The two Bengalee celebs let out a terrified shriek as the bright led light coming from a single bulb....hanging on top of them. It's brightness blinded them for a moment. Quickly Swastika picked up her thin synthetic saree to cover up her nakedness and thereby tried to protect her shyness with futile attempt as best as she could.

Clad in an extremely unflattering light brown uniform, the confused old man yelled, "Hey, you two can't be in here!"

Although the guard showed his mock anger, his lusty gaze wandered over the two glamourous actresses's half-covered bare, creamy, white boobs. Although Swastika was able to cover her nakedness to some extent with her only saree, Gargi couldn't even do that. However her left hand was trying desperately to cover her huze milk-white boobs while she put her right palm on her pussy in shame from his prying eyes.

Mortified and completely red, she kept apologizing, "Oh my God, what should we do now Swastika? Ohhh we're so sorry! We are so, so sorry!"

Meanwhile, Swastika covered her boobs with the Anchal of her saree and was struggling to collect her blouse and bra with her free hand. The guard now could clearly see her medium size perky boobs with stiff brownish nipples through her thin synthetic white saree. She stood next to Gargi, looking more puzzled than worried about their current shameful fate.
 
"You should've listened when I told you this area was off limits, now I'm gonna have to file a report on you!" The old guard said with mock anger.
 
Gargi was just trying to say something. But Swastika shushed her plea for forgiveness with a finger on her lips. She took one quick look at his name tag and with complete confidence, she proposed, "You could do that... Ramuda or..."
 
The Adibasi guard swallowed hard after Swastika pushed her Saree's Anchal away from her chest and uncovered her mouth-watering boobs, "Or... or..... w....hat?" he began stammering as his eyes became fixed on her marvellous boobs. He was shaking with excitement.
 
"Or you could just stay there and... enjoy the show?" the slutty actress suggested after getting behind Gargi and wrapping her arms around her waist.
 
"Enjoy the show!" Gargi protested, unable to keep herself from squirming under Swastika's frisky hands, "What do you mean by that Swastika?"
 
"Shhh," Swastika silenced her nervous friend again, before slowly pulling down her Saree's Anchal and planting soft kisses on her her neck as she did so.

Lost in a daze of lust, the Diva Queen Gargi Roychowdhury let her Saree's Anchal fall from her heaving chest and onto the floor. Every subsequent kiss from Swastika got her to relax a bit more, each one more gentle and stimulating than the one before. Swastika finally grabbed Gargi's wrists and pulled them away from her pussy and her large chest thereby opening her naked glory to the Adibasi guard's lustful eyes.

"I guess... I....I... could make an exception for this special offer you propose..." the older Adibasi guard panted, staring at Gargi's large boobs and swollen pussy as he started rubbing at the growing bulge in his cheap pants.
 
"Oh, you're so kind Ramuda!" Swastika grinned.... noticing the lower-claas guard's excited state.

She then put her chin on Gargi's shoulder while her finger drew little circles around her exposed clit. Gargi had her eyes closed in erotic pleasure...... resting her body on Swastika's frame as her arms were wrapped around Swastika's neck. The dirty guard bit his lip with anticipation, as he was admiring the silver-queen beauty's tight body. She looked so beautiful, so delicate and defenseless, that it seemed she was just waiting to be ravaged.
 
"Don't you feel so much safer now Gargidi...while Ramuda is guarding us?" Swastika asked fixing her eyes at Ramu.
 
"Uh-huh...yes.....yessss... " the famous Tollygunge diva moaned obediently as her younger friend tapped her swollen 'hood' with her fingertips.
 
"Can I...I.... tou....touch you Didimoni?" the aged Adibasi stammered nervously, reaching out for the retired TV newscaster bulging chest.
 
Swastika's middle finger at that moment slipped inside Gargi's cunt as she whispered in her ear, "Well Gargidi.....can he? As I think we shouldn't deprive our protector."
 
"Mm-hmm...ohhhhhh.....yessss......," the gorgeous Tolly heroine moaned softly, melting in Swastika's hands.

Soon, the guard's dirty and rough hands were all over on the participant of onetime famous soap opera "Sisirer Sabdo Sona Jai". He cupped and kneaded her soft flesh.....rolling her tiny and hard nipples between his rugged fingers.

Swastika continued to finger-fuck her friend's soaking cunt from behind as she kissed up and down her smooth neck. The dual attacks from Swastika and Ramu made her shiver in uncontrollable passion. Swastika smiled as her fingernails traced the curves in Gargidi's large ass..... all the way down to the space between her butt cheeks.
 
"Mmm, look... look....Gargidi! Ramuda is so excited and hard for us already!" Swastika exclaimed in perverted joy as she moved her hand towards his crotch. Quickly she grabbed the guard's cock through his dirty pant and started rubbing the huge bulge growing under his cheap pants, "Let's give him a little show Gargidi."
 
"A show.....what do you mean?" Gargi panted before Swastika made her way around and knelt in front of her.

Feeling the younger actress's hands travel up her thighs, Gargi's body responded by leaning back into the wall. She instantly widened her milk-white smooth legs, allowing access to her shaven mound and pink pussy.

In a matter of seconds, the kinky singer-actress made her older friend moaning and writhing with pleasure. Kneeling in front of Gargi, Swastika kissed her beautiful shaved pussy lovingly. She began to lap it slowly and tenderly, forcing her friend to grab onto the dusty shelves to avoid falling on top of her.

"Ohhhhhh.....Ma....Mago.....Swastika re, ki bhalo lagche Ahhhhhh.......  choso..choso....amar gudta kamre kheye fyal re magi!" Gargi moaned using some vulgar bengali 'khisti' as her strong thighs straddled Swastika's face. A mix of spit and her pussy-juices was dripping from Swastika's chin as she used both her tongue and fingers to drive her wild.
 
"Oh Gudmaranir Khanki re! Oh Bhagwaban! Chos Khanki....chuse chuse amar guder chaal-bakla tule deeeee....Saali !!!" Gargi continued her grunting and throwing common bengali khisti ( obscene, vulgar words normally used by 3rd class loafers ), as she rubbed her moist mound over Swastika's nose and mouth.

It was oblivious to the old Santhali man as he was stroking his cock furiously just a couple of feet from the two famous gorgeous Tolly heroines. Suddenly, the horny singer-actress stopped her lapping and got back on her feet.

"What..... are you...going to do," Suddenly interrupted by Swastika's lapping on her pussy, Gargi said in a disappointed tone.
 
But Swastika had another intention as she jumped over to Gargi like a hungry lioness, squeezing her large breasts while drilling two fingers up her soaked pussy. Gargi gasped, then screamed with pleasure as Swastika pushed two fingers deeper into her crevice. She bent forward from the intense sensations burning within her from Swastika's exploration.

She then slipped her hand between Swastika's milky thighs and reciprocated the hard finger-fucking she was getting from her. She herself buried her own perfectly-manicured fingers into Swastika's dripping cunt. The two horny Bengalee heroines kissed passionately and caressed each other adoringly, while their fingers brought each other closer and closer to climax.

Trembling and yelping, Gargi rocked her hips hard and fast as she rode Swastika's thrusting fingers. Her beautiful dark eyes began to rapidly flutter and the rest of her body shook uncontrollably on Swastika's steady hand. Swastika tried to hold her in place as her cunt spasmed on her fingers and her juices washed over her wrist.
 
"Ohhhhhh......Swastika re ar parlam na....amar jalta khose gelo. Ah Bhagwaban ki aaram.....ki tripti..." Gargi faintly panted right after her climax that had swept through her.

Removing her fingers from Swastika's pussy after some time, she held on her neck like a shipwreck victim does to a piece of floating wood. Swastika also gently pulled her fingers out, eliciting a soft whimper from her 'Didilike' friend, who was still twitching and gasping for air.
 
"Now it's your turn Gargidi," Swastika said, pushing Gargi down in front of her.

Still wobbly and out of breath, the well-known Bengalee diva complied with her wishes and dove face deep into Swastika's snatch. She began licking her younger 'sister-like' friend's wet cunt lips with soft, slow strokes of her tongue, tasting her overflowing pussy juices as Swastika did so to her few moments ago. She slid between her puffy pussy lips and began licking voraciously up and down. She let her eager tongue rest inside Swastika's sweet opening and collected her lubrication before going back up and lapping at her tiny, hard clit.
 
"How am I doing Swastika darling?" Gargi asked smilingly, taking a quick pause to look up at her.
 
"You look so sexy on your knees Gargidi," Swastika praised her.

She then bent down slightly and brushed her hair out of the way before kissing her softly on the lips and quickly nudging her head towards her pussy so that she could get back to work. While Gargi continued to eat her leaking cunt, Swastika signaled the Santhali guard to come forward with her finger. Ramu smiled happily and he moved towards the slutty actress as his jet-black dirty cock dangled obscenely between his legs.

As soon as Ramu got within Swastika's range, she immediately reached out for his swinging snake. The guard's meaty rod was as average and unappealing as the rest of him but that did not matter to the excited Swastika at that moment. Because an overwhelming thirst had been swelling inside her since the moment she had seen Satabdi Roy and Koel's husband Nilay in one of the bathroom in an intimate condition.

From that moment she felt to be quenched her growing lust right then and there, with anyone or anything. And so, now the lascivious singer-actress spat on her hand and stroked the Adibasi guard's dirty cock vehemently. Even she offered her delicious breasts to him for suck with a quick nod and then looked down at her stroking hand.

Without losing a bit, the old dirty man started sucking on the beautiful Tolly heroine's amazing tits, causing the slutty celeb to moan. Trembling by the sucking of his rough tongue's on her boobs, Swastika started grinding her pussy against Gargidi's face as she got closer and closer to her rising climax.
 
But somehow all of that wasn't enough for Swastika. As the Santhali guard continued to fondle her sweaty bust, she noticed his black night stick hanging from his waist. A wicked smile appeared on her lips as she took it out of the belt and admired it's length and girth for a moment.
 
"Use this," Swastika told her older friend, tapping the rubber object against her cheek.

"What do you want?" She looked up at her being confused.

"Suck it, you filthy slut!" Swastika ordered, shoving the stick into her mouth.

Hesitant but docile, Gargi wrapped her lips around the rubber phallus, looking up at Swastika. Swastika pushed down the rubber stick further, forcing the kneeling actress to gag on it. She stared down with a satisfied grin and rotated the long stick inside Gargi's mouth with one hand while still stroking the guard's cock with the other.

"Now fuck me with it!" Highly excited Swastika yelled as she pushed up her pelvis....thereby spreading her cunt lips and offering her cunthole to Gargi.

With an unsure hand, the sophisticated Tolly actress Gargi Roychowdhury grabbed the now slippery rubber dong and carefully pushed it in Swastika's heavily wet cunt hole.

"Ahhhhhh....oh Leora re.....!" Swastika groaned as the long plastic object entered her cunt slowly.... sending a delicious shiver through her whole body.

"Do you..... do you like it Swastika?" Gargi asked with a bit of concern, cautiously taking it out and then putting it back in a little bit further.

Time and again, she pushed the artificial cock in Swastika's tight cunt.... allowing it in more than 10 inches inside. The horny singer-actress screamed with pleasure as the improvised stick buried deep into her crevice and bottomed out against her cervix. Her whole body started to convulse as the intense pleasure swept over her body.

"Ohhhhhh......bnara re.....ar dhore rakhte parlam naaaaaa...," Swastika screamed in joy.

The sudden burst of pleasure carried her whole body forward and both Gargi and Ramu became stunned when she bent over and took his dirty black cock into her mouth. The insatiable heroine devoured it while she hurried Gargidi's hand to fuck her faster and harder with the plastic rod.
 
Gargi watched in awe as her conservative and well-mannered friend gagged on the lower-claas Adibasi guard's dark cock like a common slut. Her mind couldn't process that this was the same Swastika she'd known for so many years.

Even now she couldn't digest her friend's sluttish behaviour who she had acquainted with over being a decent actress in Tollygunge Film-Industry with full of loose women and outright whores. But then again, she felt that she herself was now exposed and on her knees inside a dirty closet.

Like a common whore, she herself was now rubbing her clit to the sight of her sweet friend climaxing with an old lower-claas dirty man's dick between her lips. And woo..... what a sight it was, Swastika's beautiful breasts were dangling and shaking with pleasure as she moaned loudly with a mouthful of black meat......still grinding her sloppy pussy on the rubber phallus as the waves of pleasure washed over her.

The Adibasi guard, who was discarded slightly by his initial cautious approach, at last thanked Swastika for her boldness and depravity. Now he put his both hands on the back of the Bengal-famous singer-actress's head and pushed her face against his pelvis. He forced her to swallow his whole dirty cock, with his fingers wrapping around the strands of her shampooed hair.

Suddenly the aged Santhali guard increased his thrusting and let out a short but powerful grunt as he began to shoot a hot load inside the glamourous actress Swastika Mukherjee's mouth. The middle-aged actress's cheeks filled with his salty seed and she tried her best not to waste the precious vitamin. She kept the Santhali's musky cream securely full into her mouth.

At the same time, suddenly another quick orgasm was intensified by the pulsations of the Adibasi guard's black meat between her lips. Few minutes later slowly she tried to straighten herself and catch her breath still in her bending position, as Ramu's limp cock sliding out of her mouth. A clear string of cum was dangling from the Tolly beauty's lower lip.
 
With a muffled whimper, Swastika turned to her older friend who was still down on her knees. She was breathing heavily and playing with her clit, completely immersed in the warm daze of pleasure from the incredible orgasm she had just experienced. She stood above her friend in complete silence.....her lips were sealed and a few clear drops of Ramu's semen were resting over them.

However, the five inches handle of Ramu's night stick was sticking out of her battered cunt while the rest ten inches still buried inside. She looked at Gargi....and took her face in her hands. She then made her lean back as she caressed her right cheek for a moment. After that her thumb found Gargi's red lipstick coated inviting lips and parted them with ease.

Gargi noticed her younger friend's mouth approaching hers and readied herself for a kiss. Her beautiful dark eyes widened as Swastika stopped just a couple of inches from her and opened her lips. She then released the hefty load of the Adibasi guard's cum into her mouth which she'd been saving for her. Without really understanding why, Gargi opened her own mouth wider and welcomed the viscous gift inside her mouth.
 
"Oh Bhagwaban, salar magigulor ki ghenna pitti bole kichu nei...kibhabe amar nongra phyadagulo khachche...," With his dirty limp cock still hanging out of his fly, the luckiest guard gasped incredulously as he remarked about the filthy behaviour of the two famous Tolly heroines.

The older celeb stood up and kissed Swastika, as the two gorgeous Bengalee actresses shared the lower-claas Adibasi guard's cum with each other in a sloppy and ardent kiss.
 
"Oh it's fantastic, I will never forget this moment. I still can't believe..." Ramu gasped in acute disbelief as he couldn't digest the sluttish attitude of the great Tolly celebrities.
 
He was unable to finish the sentence when Swastika turned to him and opened her mouth wide to show his semen. He could easily see his gobs of cum mixing with their saliva in her mouth which she and Gargi had been snowballing for the last couple of minutes.
 
"Is this really happening" the lower-claas old guard was still in a bewildering state as the slutty actress-singer closed her lips and swallowed his cum with one big gulp.....something his own wife wouldn't even do for him. Then, like a little girl does after taking her medicine, she stuck out her tongue to prove there was nothing left.
 
"So... are we free to go now Ramuda?" Swastika winked at the guard as she smeared Gargi's red lipstick on her lips which was ruined during their sexual escapades.

"Uh, yeah,  uh, I.......of course." The puzzled Santhali guard started stammering in a trance.

"Thank you, Ramuda!" The beautiful Bengalee newscaster cum singer cum actress Gargi Roychowdhury smiled before kissing him on the cheek. She then pulled out his rubber dong from Swastika's cunt and placed it in his hand. He took the pussy-juices coated glossy baton as the two gorgeous Tolly Queens walked out of the closet keeping him in a dreamy state.
 
To Be Continued......

[satabdi]

Very hot.... please update....

Thanks jonnysin9bhai, feel satisfied to fulfill your wish to some extent. However I expected few suggestions from you also regarding this episode..have a nice day.

[satabdi]

Excellent update, superhot!

OK, Many many thanks for your appreciation. Please continue your supporting like this and motivate me to write more...have a nice day.

[satabdi]

Fuck gargi......and sex with satabdi by blackmail...put ice and honey in satabdis navel...and lick it

Thanks for your suggestions....will try to fulfill your wish, but not now as Gargi will play the main role at present. Again thanks and have a nice day.

[satabdi]

Please don't mind. Actually I've become fascinated by Gargi's sluttish attitude and now want to see her more adventures. But satabdiji....I can't wait anymore. Please post the next episode.

Thanks for your eagerness. Next episode is completed which is now in editing stage...would be posted soon. Again thanks and have a nice day.

[satabdi]

Update please

It's coming on tomorrow and extremely sorry for delaying. OK thanks and have a nice day.

[satabdi]

Episode : 6
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Gargi Roychowdhury, a diva in Tollywood was married at the early age of twenty and after that she was trying her best to find a place in Silver-Screen world. By the time she was twenty-five, she had two children and a boy and a girl. Unable to afford any more mistakes, after a night of passion, she had her tubes tied.

However her continuous efforts of becoming a self-sufficient woman, was possible at the age of twenty-six when she was selected as a newscaster of a pvt TV-channel. Her claim to fame was her stint in Bengali and Tollywood projects which include movies as well as serials.

Beginning her career as a theatre artist in her debut play 'Uttaran', she moved on to perform in 'Bohurupee'. She rose to fame from the long running soap 'Sisirer Sabdo Sona Jai' and became highly popular with the masses. Her other work includes 'Buno Haansh', 'Ramdhanu', 'The Rainbow' and 'Meghnad Badh Rahasya' before she became a part of 'Haami'.

Now, at the age of forty-five yrs old, her second child Pallabi was a 1st yr student of BA in English of 'Gokhel Memorial College' while her elder brother Palash was an assistant of a renowned film-director of Tollywood. Both the children respected their mother for her great struggling in bringing up and providing them sufficient luxuries of modern living.
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Finally, returning from that party after enjoying a hot three-some with Swastika and a lower-claas Adibasi guard Ramu, Gargi was alone at home with time on her hands, she could hear herself thinking about her own life.

Her husband Goutam worked as a freelance reporter of an established newspaper and earned just an average of thirty thousand per month. A good wage under such critical circumstances, but not nearly good enough to pay all the bills, never mind to pay for any of the extras.

They only have the one car, an old Maruti Xentra with over 100,000 miles on the milometer and it runs like crap. Good enough for her husband, to make it back and forth to work, which, fortunately, was only a ten mile roundtrip. Unfortunately, if he took the car, she needs to run errands and was without transportation.

He played the lottery every week hoping to win, but never won more than a free bet. Forcing himself to quit from smoking, he bought his six pack of beer every Saturday and did it all over again on Sunday. Most times, it was a good life with a good wife, until he started  thinking that he wanted more.

Gargi undoubtedly loved and respected her husband very much, and had no desire to leave him. But for the last three years, she’d wanted to augment the family's income,  since her husband's income wasn't sufficient to make up the requirements.

Now that her kids are outside, Gargi had hopes of finding a part-time job to make a little extra money as she had neither a job in a TV-serial nor in a big-screen movie. Only, with her charming look-up and a mouth-watering figure and no office or computer skills, the only place willing to hire her was modelling of low-cost budget, which didn't appeal to her at all.

However she’d always noticed that not only her fans..... other men like producers, directors even the crew members stared at her with a lustful look. They always checked out her perky boobs and watched her jiggling ass hungrily. Naturally it was always enjoyable to have their attention. But then one day, something happened that sort of opened up some repressed feelings she always had.

She was having some snacks with coffee after a break of one day's film-shootimg in Tollygunge studio with her long-time friend and co-actress Swastika......with whom she had a great understanding from that three-some incident. Gargi also realized from that incident that her younger friend was really a knock-out gorgeous at 40. With a beautiful face, she had the capability to kill any man just with her wicked grin.....even with a Mangalsutra around her neck.

They spent few minutes more and discussed about their next joint-shooting, while they drank some whisky. The conversation at one time, naturally turned to sex and their colleagues.

Gargi had decried about her husband's lack of attention and her feelings of negligenc in the sexual arena. They chatted back and forth, and when Swastika became a little tipsy, she accidentally blurted out that she did some escort work on the side. She said she was pleased to have solved the 'lack of sex' problem as well as adding some 'much-needed cash' to the family pot.

Gargi became shocked as hell..... she couldn't utter a word for few seconds. Even she couldn't believe her own ears. So for the confirmation what she actually heard, she inquired further. The long and short of it was that she worked for an escort service that was specialized in well-preserved, shapely, beautiful mature Tolly actresses. Married housewives were not just part of the mix of 'associates', they were preferred.

This was amazing and unbeatable to Gargi. She never would have suspected such a revelation from a sophisticated actress like Swastika, but she had to admit she had the goods. She was quite good looking, well built and well maintained.

Swastika then told her older friend that she worked once a week......usually when she hadn't any film-shootimg. She mainly offered her service in five-star hotels....with some kind of conference or convention.

In addition to the typical Sunday night outing with a conventioneer, she did occasional weeknight work with a few 'regular' local clients also. Actually she had developed a close relation with these local clients over the course of the three years she had worked as an escort.

She even disclosed that not all of the work involved sex.... sometimes she just gave her client her company for a dinner party. But usually the client would request her for some sort of sexual play, which she had learned to enjoy greatly. She'd called herself a 'provider', and was proud of her services which she'd provided to her satisfied and happy clients.

Swastika then revealed that her escort Manager was always in need of attractive Tolly heroines to join his team and provide services. She started giggling at one point that Gargi was just the kind of lady that was perfect for his upscale, elite clientele.

Gargi was afraid to ask what 'sort' of woman she thought she was, since she guessed that she meant it as a compliment. She even asked if her husband knew about it, and she said that he did. Gargi became shocked once again that her friend's husband himself handled such a filthy thing.

Swastika even assured her friend that the average income of her from this escort service was one lakh per week. Her income now had gone a long way toward assuaging her husband's fears of losing her. Even he admitted that her libido was far advanced of his, and she was much more calm and friendly since she'd began this job.

She disclosed at last that it kind of turned her perverted husband on immensely. It made himself to think that his famous actress-wife was so hot and desirable that other men would pay money to have her. In fact, their best sex was after she'd been on a 'date'...... and she had more raunchy sex with her husband since she had started working as a callgirl.

'Oh God! How perverted Swastika's husband was!' Gargi couldn't digest what her friend revealed so far.

However that was enough revelation for one day for the Tolly diva, so that she'd had all the information about the escort service of some Tolly celebs. She couldn't believe that so many established Tolly heroines were involved with such an obnoxious job who looked so innocent and behaved like a real 'Sati-Sabitri' ( chaste ) lady.

When she got home, she continued her thinking and tried to digest the whole matter for a while. That was always risky and dangerous.....she realized that she wasn't a 'sexually experienced' actress in Tollywood. She'd only had sex with some producers and directors to have her roles in their films, and most of the cases they were somewhat less than satisfactory. In fact, they were horrible.

Ever since she had turned forty, she'd actually noticed that she thought about sex more than when she was younger. Her desire for sex had increased now, while her husband's had waned. She thought that she was a late bloomer in the libido department which might not be helpful to flourish her filmy career in Tollygunge Film-Industry.

So, since she really hadn't had any broad experience of men, it was kind of an attractive thought to sow a few wild oats at her advanced age. Getting into bed with men of different shapes and sizes was becoming an intriguing concept for her.....she began to think about it.

Thinking about of making minimum one lakh rupees extra beside her film-shootimg per week.....would surely be helpful to solve her immediate financial crisis, and relieve the pressures. And the idea of being paid for sex, no matter how tawdry the connotations, was always a little bit of a naughty turn-on for her.

Thinking about how her husband was gone so much of the time, and it left her home alone sometimes for a week at a time. And honestly, she wasn't getting nearly enough sex! She had a far more active sexual relationship with either cucumber or brinjal than with her husband, and that's not what a gorgeous actress wants at all.

On the other hand, she never thought of herself as a callgirl or prostitute. She’d always thought of 'hookers' walking street corners in shabby, slutty clothes. But Swastika had talked her about evening gowns, galas, champagnes, and five-star hotels. So maybe being an 'escort' wasn't the same as being a roadside 'Beshya' ( Prostitute ) exactly in which the public were acquainted with.

Gargi stewed on this subject for weeks. And in the end, one night when she was feeling very horny and her husband was out of town, as usual, she called her friend.

"Swastika, this is Gargi," she said.

"Hi, Gargi, let me go to the other room away from the TV..." Swastika put her friend on hold and then moved to another room.....a quiet part of the house. "Hey, what's going on?" she said.

Gargi almost lost her courage, but she heard herself whisper, "I want to talk with you about...ah...that job opportunity we discussed a few days ago at the studio."

"Well, it's about time," Swastika giggled, "I wondered if you were ever going to make the call."

That was kind of embarrassing. But Gargi forged ahead. "I've been thinking about the money, and the kind of clientele you described, and maybe...I'm thinking about exploring the idea a little further."

There, that didn't sound so bad Swastika thought as she replied, "I'm sure you won't regret it, Gargidi. Just let me have Sujit call you. He's the manager of our great society, and a very sweet and understanding guy. I know you'll like him and you'll like what he has to say. I certainly did, and I've never regretted it."

The two Bengalee celebrities then chatted for a while longer about other things, and then hung up. Gargi was almost shaking with fear....excitement.....dread.....horniness and worry. She had a 'falling' feeling in her tummy that was at the same time horrible and thrilling. She was in a mess when the phone rang not five minutes later.

"Hello?"

"Is this Gargi Roychowdhury?" A man's voice.

"Yes," Gargi said cautiously.

"This is Sujit Chowdhury, I'm an assistant of your friend Swastika Mukherjee. We work for the same society, and I am the manager of that Noble ( ! ) society."

"I see." She was still cautious.

"Well, uh, Swastika Madam suggested I give you a call and we could discuss things and maybe I could answer some conflicting questions for you." He had a nice voice and seemed so pleasant.

"Oh, yes, well, uh, perhaps you could tell me about your society in which you are working these days..."

"Certainly we are always looking for new actresses...mainly Bengalee film-heroines, who have that certain criteria. Swastika Madam described you as just that kind of wonderful Lady our society require. We only engage those film-celebrities with life experience, grace, beauty, charms.....all the things that Swastika Madam said you possess in abundance."

My God! he was so smooth about his speech....Gargi thought.

"It's OK, thanks for the compliments," Gargi said, blushing alone in her own bedroom.

He paused a moment and let out a breath, "May I speak something frankly about our Society, Gargi Madam?" he asked....so polite.

"By all means...you needn't to be embarrassed a little," She assured him smilingly.

"We at 'The Great Tolly Queen Welfare Society', that's our Society's name, work with very special Bengalee actresses to serve our clientele by providing discrete feminine companionship. Our clients are of discerning upscale gentlemen, fully vetted and background checked. Our priorities are safety, secrecy and well being of our ladies.....so we refuse those clients that don't measure up. As it's a welfare society, we mainly focus on those Tolly actresses who aren't getting sufficient roles in films and greatly suffer to maintain their aristocratic luxurious lifestyle. We have no website nor do we advertise....just to keep our celebrities' identity strictly confidential. We exist by word of mouth only in the highest levels of executives and entrepreneurs."

"That sounds impressive...I really like it's welfare attitude and notion," Gargi encouraged him.

"Yes, thank you Madam. Most of the actresses of this welfare society are of either TV-serial or of big-screen neglected but talented actresses and are over 35 yrs of age. We like to think that we provide our clients true Courtesans.....like actresses of distinction, intelligence, experience. Above all, our top priority are of these actresses's celebrity image.....their exquisite feminine charm and beauty. Swastika Madam really determined that you could be a valuable addition to our welfare society. Even she hoped that you surely will consider meeting me, and I feel the same."

Certainly, Gargi had to admit, she was very much impressed about the society's actual ideology and purpose. She then asked, "What exactly, if I joined your society, would my job...I mean duties be?"

He chuckled warmly, "Ah, a nice lady with a direct and clear mind. Just as expected, and I would respect nothing less, Gargiji. A typical assignment would have one of our Society's meeting, one of our clients at a public setting......perhaps a restaurant or a club. Activities such as.....going to the parties or dancing, attending a formal event. Or maybe just a casual get-together of filmy celebrities in the bar of a five-star hotel. I mean there are so many ways to start your time with the society's client."

"Hmm, sounds nice," Gargi said, "Tell me more....elaborately."

"Naturally after plenty of time of talk and get to know one another, you might retire to a suite for a nightcap with your client. In any event, your client will book time with you. Actually most of the clients are successful, busy, stress-out men with a lot on their minds. Normally they ask us to provide for them a scintillating, beautiful and sexy actress with whom they can spend time to relax and enjoy amid their busy schedule. However, it is completely up to you whether you kiss your client goodnight, or choose to stay with him a while longer for some sexual encounter..."

"I see," Gargi said, knowingly.

"And our clients are very big tippers, particularly when a lady chooses to grace them with her presence after hours." He was silent after that, waiting for her response.

"What are the rates you charge...I mean my salary situation would be if I join your Society?"

"Very simply, the Society will charge one lakh per hour and keeps only 10% for it's maintenance, so that you can earn 90 thousand per hour for your time. When it comes to tipping, the Society will not interfere in that. In other words, what you do or don't do on your own time after the booked hours is none of the Society's concern."

His voice took on a more secret, intimate quality. "Just so you know, I've heard rumors of various sorts of tips. Sometimes, I've heard the amount of being five to six lakh....which depends mainly on the actress's celebrity image and identity. But these are only rumors and I have no way of substantiating such claims. Perhaps Swastika Madam could tell you more in detail. Actually the Society didn't want to involve personally with either the members or with the clients about how they past their time or what they wish to present one another."

"Wow," Gargi said, giggling, "You sound like a lawyer."

"Yes, actually I am."

"Alright then," Gargi said, "Would there be a good time for me to come in for an interview with you?"

"How about tomorrow for lunch? I could meet you at the Paradise Hotel, and lunch is on me, of course."

"That sounds lovely, how about one in the afternoon?"

"I'll arrange it," he said, and then he continued. "One last thing, and I hate to bring it up, but it is an important part of the business. Please forgive me for that...you should be looked sophisticated and gracious with your client. So your wardrobe must be packed with modern but sober clothes."

"Sounds nice...you must have noticed me in parties. I always like to wear modern clothes with aristocratic outlooks," Gargi said, "See you tomorrow."

"Oh..sure. I've already noticed so many pictures of you in different Magazines and electronic media. Yes...you always look so beautiful in your dresses and I must appreciate your glamourous lookups," he said and then he rang off.

Gargi could hardly sleep that night, thinking about wearing really great clothes in really great places and making really great money. And maybe, just maybe, having some exciting sex with unknown men she'd only just met...

Even though the thoughts of being an escort intrigued her, at first, she didn't think of the sexual relation with others as a job, until now. Sounding like fun, she thought only of the entertainment factors, going out to eat, attending shows, and having interesting conversation with someone of the opposite sex.

Now, Gargi could think more about Sujit or about the escort business. She started rationalising about the proposed job. So next day, she had just sent her daughter Pallabi to college and was thinking about her boring life as a neglected actress. Now, thinking more about and confronted with the reality of what was expected of her as an escort, she decided that she could sell herself for any amount of money.

However it made her skin crawl to think about another man kissing her, touching up, and expecting her to give him a hand job, blowjob or to fuck her. Although she had this type of few experiences for attaining the filmy roles, sometimes she couldn't rationalize the matter of selling herself for sex. 

But at the same time, when she thought about the feel of a stranger's cock in her hand, in her mouth or up her pussy for money, she became sexually aroused. She'd considered, if the money was right and the man was nice, she could easily do it with an attractive man, someone less her age. On the other hand, there might be the chances when she'd have to escort a much older man, someone who wasn't as attractive and/or appealing.

But the most important thing was, what would she say to her beloved husband? How would she get out of the house? How would she explain the sudden infusion of money? In all the years together, she had never lied to him, not once, not ever.

On the other hand, she always noticed, when her husband returned, he looked so tired to do anything, like having sex, except for her giving him a blowjob. He was always in the mood for that. He was never in the mood to spend some extra time pleasuring her. When it came to reciprocating and satisfying her sexually, he had already turned over and gone to sleep. They hardly ever made love anymore, not since the kids were born, one right after the other.

And now, with the things that had suddenly happened and changed their lives for the worse, he was depressed. Sometimes he had trouble getting it up and would suddenly go soft in her mouth. Tired of having to satisfy herself with her fingers, she was always so horny. She missed the feeling of a rockhard cock inside of her for a long time and humping her, while fucking her.

She missed the romance and the attentiveness that diminished more with the birth of each child. Now, with her days filled with less job in film or other show business, she didn't know what day it was, except for the joy of her children.

Sometimes she felt that there was no purpose to her life. She wasn't too old to give up her life to them and to relegate her identity to just that of wife, housekeeper, and mother. She wanted something more. She wanted some excitement in her life.

Only, there was never any extra money for anything. She couldn't remember the last time her husband took her out to eat or bought her flowers. She couldn't remember when there was money enough so that they could to move outside Kolkata.....forget about buying something new.
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The next morning, after her husband and children's leaving, she spent on working on the bags under her eyes and putting together her very best 'lunch at the Paradise Hotel' outfit. She wore a highly expensive synthetic white saree with matching blouse....putting a big roundish red 'Bindi' on forehead and a small strand of 'Sindoor' in her 'Sinthi'. Then she put on her lucky Mangalsutra attached with a beautiful pendant, a pair of matching pump shoe, handful of bangles, a thin chain around her waist and gold earrings.

Gargi's heart was in her throat when she reached the address mentioned by Sujit....i.e. when she walked into the Paradise Hotel. She headed for the hall where elegant lunches were served for the guests. As she was searching for Sujit.... a very handsome young man with short black hair appeared at her side. He couldn't have been over 25, but he probably was.

"Namaskar Gargidevi," joining his both palms together, he showed his courtesy to the gorgeous Tolly beauty.

"OK....Dhanyabad," Gargi smiled, "You must be Sujit."

They were seated at the corner of the hall on a table which was booked by Sujit earlier. They chatted for a long time over salad and chilly-chicken with toast. During the conversation, Gargi realized that he was one of her fan and he had a good idea of her filmy career as well as her family. He was quite skilled at pleasurable interrogation.

At the end of their meal, he ordered the attendant to serve two pegs of light whisky. As they started drinking, he asked her the questions she had really dreaded, but knew were coming.

"Gargidevi, there are a few things I need to ask you. I hope you do not feel offended in any way..."

"Ok, go ahead, I think I know what you need to ask anyway." She took a good slug of the whisky in preparation.

"Suppose.... you were at the end of a wonderful evening of dinner and dancing. Your client was a true gentleman. .. I mean admirable in many ways. He has treated you like a gracious lady all evening, and now your time together is drawing to a close. Suppose he asked you politely to spend some time alone so that you two could be more...intimate. Do you think you might, if you liked him, say 'yes'?"

She looked at him as she downed the rest of her whisky in one gulp. She fixed her gaze at his pretty eyes as she said, "Sure, I might be willing to accompany a gentleman to his suite and be alone with him, more intimately, on my own time."

He smiled, "Very well said indeed, Gargidevi. I think you would be a wonderful asset to our welfare society as our newest associate. May I call you before this weekend and offer you an opportunity to provide companionship to one of our clients?"

Gargi smiled, "Yes you may, Sujit."

He reached into his pocket and handed her a small but thick envelope. "You look very nice today, but you will need many more newest outfits for your evening adventure just as an aristocratic lady. May I offer you this advance against your future earnings to arrange the latest outfits for your wardrobe?"

"OK, thank you Sujit.. Although I've sufficient clothes, I want some ultra modern scintillating dresses to present myself as more attractive and sexy for this purpose." She took the envelope smilingly.

"That's wonderful," he said, offering his arm as they strolled back toward the lounge, and to the valet to collect their cars.

As Gargi's car was brought up, Sujit said, "I'll call you tonight, Gargidevi. I think I have an outstanding client who would be very pleased to have your company tomorrow night. Shall I tell him..... you're free?"

Gargi swallowed hard. This was moving really fast. She took a deep breath as she replied, "Please Sujit, let him know I'd be delighted,"

"Excellent," said the ever elegant Sujit. "As you're a novice in this special job, I would like Swastika to assist you with him. OK.... please expect my call with details this evening."

"Talk to you soon and I think it would be fine if Swastika accompanies me with my debut job," Gargi said, as she drove off and proceeded towards a huze AC shopping Plaza.

When she parked at the Plaza, she opened the envelope and found a bundle of two thousand rupees note....i.e. two lakh in cash. She just about fell out of the car. She hit the upscale mall hard and walked out of there with some pretty hot evening gowns, cocktail dresses, a couple of casual dresses, and some very fine lingerie.

Oh! So nice and beautiful... Biggest Sunday for her... she'd ever had. She guessed and became confirm, 'I would really have to start making some money to get out of all this debt provided by Sujit!'

When she got home, and just finished the unloading of her clothes from the car, her cell phone rang. It was Sujit.

"Hi, Gargidevi," he said cheerfully, "Did you have a good time in shopping?"

"Yes, sure...," the beamed actress replied.

"Great. So... Let me tell you about tomorrow night. The Client's name is Jamal Khan. He's just twenty-one yrs old, 5'11" and always have a special fondness in Bengalee heroines. Like myself, he is also a blind fan of you and Swastika Madam and a regular customer of her. He's a great guy, and single, and we've known him for over two years. How does that sound so far?"

It was much better than she expected, though she was a little taken aback by his young age and caste. "He sounds great, but I'm almost twenty-four yrs older than him. He's is just like my son's age and of my opposite caste. That's kind of scary...," Gargi replied as she started thinking about her first customer.

Actually she had a long-time fantasy over a '. man, specially for their circumcised penis. Oh! And it would be even more exciting due to his younger age.

Sujit assured her by saying, "Don't worry at all about that. Most of our clients are in their twenties or thirties. Jamal, like most of our clients, enjoys the company of mature actress.... he just adores a celebrity with her maturity. Actually none of those young, immature slin heroines attract this guy. He's actually a inhabitant of Saudi Arab, son of an Oil Baron and in Kolkata for the weekend to see his company's customers and make big deals. He would arrive tomorrow at four in the afternoon and stay at the Paradise Hotel. He would like to take you and Swastika Madam to dinner at seven o'clock in the Dining Room. As I mentioned earlier he likes the Bengalee ladies only, so please think about a special kind of saree-blouse."

"Wow, ok, here we go I guess." Gargi replied enthusiastically as she thought Sujit's younger age was a bit of a surprise to her when she met with him at first. But Gargi was now even more pleased to hear that most of the Society's clients would be younger than her. Much younger...just like her son.

"Don't worry," Sujit said with real assurance in his voice, "You're going to do great. He's a great guy and you're also a fabulous lady. Swastika Madam told me about your adventure with a Adibasi guard few days ago. Actually our President Mrs. Roy was too much impressed hearing that incident and she urged me repeatedly to include you in our Noble Society. We all are quite sure that you're going to be popular soon in our Society."

"Oh God! Swastika had told you all. It's so embarrassing... she can't keep anything in her belly. I've to talk with her...but who is Mrs. Roy? You've just told...President of the Great Tolly Queen Welfare Society....," Gargi became suddenly curious about Mrs. Roy.

"Sorry Gargidevi...to be truth, I don’t know her. I get instructions from her through mobile only...I mean I didn’t see her physically. Only two or three persons, really close to her, could meet her. She is a mysterious and powerful lady with close relation to the political as well as administrative personnel. And just for her influence in upper level, the Society's welfare activities could run without any interruption. Anyway that great lady always protects us from any type of legal problems we face and keep our identity intact. So it's none of our business who the lady is." Sujit clarified his position.

"Right you're....we're only concerned about our own image and identity which she'd guaranteed..." Gargi added supporting his views.

"That's the point. So now come to the business..... just be yourself with Jamal and I'm sure you'll be able to satisfy him. I'm very confident about your capability. Just relax and let him take the lead and you have a great time! He'll have on a dark blue suit and a red tie with the logo of our Society "Swastik Mark" on it. He'll keep a stool next to him open at the bar so you can find him easily there....moreover Swastika Madam will also be present, Sound good?."

"Yes, Sir," Gargi said, "I'll do my best. I'll try not to screw up my first date and the image of our society."

Sujit laughed happily, "You'll be fine. Jamal is a sweetheart, you'll see. His booking is from seven to ten, so that's three hours. After ten, well that's up to you three. Just make sure you have fun!"

"Ok, seven to ten it is," Gargi said, "I'll try not to let you down."

They said goodbyes to each other and rang off. She then called her husband, Goutam. He was in Mumbai she thought. She chatted with him a while and then lied ( first time ) that she'd be going to take some ready-made knowledge at Paradise Hotel to improve her acting performances for a week. He told her that he was sorry and wasn't around much. He said even more that he had his permission to participate in the training schedule which she seemed to deserve.

Gargi smiled knowing her husband's innocence as he believed her fully. Yes.....she loved her husband, and he really was a sweetheart.

The next day she got home early from her film-shooting. She finished her bathing and shaved herself in the tub at about four thirty that afternoon. She had hemmed and hawed over whether or not to go for it and completely shaved all of her pubic hairs. She had always kept herself well groomed and trimmed, especially to young men, who expected a girl to be pretty bare down there.... the more bare, the better.

To be continued.......

[satabdi]

Curious for next... please update..and post pic of gargi

Pictures of Gargi Roychowdhury are already posted by some reader. Actually I'm a total novice in this department...so I'm pleading someone to post their pictures.

[satabdi]

Waiting for full total sex of gargi....very romantic..and also submissive.... software passionate and also hardcore

Many many thanks for your compliments, it surely would motivate me to write further. OK....stay tunnel and keep your comments like this....have a nice day.

[satabdi]

Dear writer , you do write so easy and intimately, that readers can see the story like it's happening in front of them. Hats off for that. Hardly anybody could find it in these days.

I don't know if it's appropriate for me...however I try my best to draw the fantasy of our innermost feeling and present it you for your entertainment. OK....thanks for your compliments. Please stay tuned like this and increase my motivation...good evening, have a nice dream.

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Fabulous update Satabdiji. One request in this regard...is it possible for you to create another threesome adventure of the lowerclass Adibasi guard Ramu with Swastika & Gargi? Actually I mostly prefer the sex scenes of the lowerclass coolie, servant, sweeper, milkman or servant with the aristocratic hi-fi glamourous film-heroines. Thanks....please consider my fantasy.

Fantastic idea...if Ramu isn't back immediately, his teenage son would come as a sevant of Debasree Roy within few episodes. Thanks....

[satabdi]

Thanks for mentioning these hot Bollyood babes. However I'm not sure how and when they will appear but I can assure you that they must play major roles in this fiction. "Subha Nababarsha"....have a nice day.

[satabdi]

Please first complete gargi and satabdi......we have lots of story .about Bollywood stars....

I know Jonnysin9 bhai that you're an avid reader of this fiction and that’s why I don't want to hurt your feelings. So this fiction will be proceeded fulfilling your wishes. I can understand your fascination for Satabdi....so she will come in due time. Meanwhile you can read her story in another website....just type in Google Chrome....'Sextory Satabdi', the title is "Tollygunge Film Actresses'.

[satabdi]

Episode : 7
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The gorgeous diva of Tollygunge Film-Industry and mother of two, Mrs. Gargi Roychowdhury drove her daughter Pallabi to her college for a function next afternoon on her way to Paradise Hotel. Occasionally, they would walk the few blocks to her college, but she thought that walking there and to reach in the hotel, might be delayed. On the other hand, with her three inch high-heels, sheer pink coloured T-shirt, covered by a housecoat and short skirt didn't appeal to her in the least.

The pretty, fair complexion and dark haired forty-five yrs old hot Tolly celeb left her car in the drop-off area beside the college compound and escorted her daughter into the college building. As usual, there were a jumble of young college students, few mothers and fathers, nannies and college staff scurrying around as she saw a large no. of students were gossiping among themselves.

Being a well known starlet in show business of Tollywood, she wasn’t at all surprised by the big smiles and surreptitious glances at her perky boobs and jiggling ass she received from from the young students. Even their aged parents and professors were scrutinising her lascivious body hungrily as she strode across the college grounds as unsexily as she possibly could in those high-heels. 

“Thank God!.... they don’t know where I've to go now and why!” she thought with a blush.

What they didn’t know was that she was going to start her career as a callgirl from today whom they might fantasise in different sexy outfits. And that for a one lakh rupees, any one of them could be fucking her. She leaned over to kiss her daughter good-bye, careful to keep the back of her flared skirt in a respectable position.

“Where are you going today, Mamoni?” Pallabi asked. “You smell really nice!”

“You may hear the name of our great welfare society. Very recently I've joined and they called last night,” Gargi replied her daughter truthfully. “They’ve arranged a job for me downtown today which provide some training particulars for the aspiring Tolly heroines.” 

Pallabi heard that society's name and knew that only the matured Bengalee film-heroines could join in that society who involved in various social activities. She felt proud for her great mother who associated herself in such noble activities. She thought that her mother worked in that welfare society as a office staff.......not an escort that catered to men with expensive, and often unusual, tastes in women.

“So Mamoni, you're going to work in that Welfare Society from today,” Pallabi continued.

“Yes, I am, sweetie!” Gargi lied to her young daughter which she did also with her husband.

But telling a lie to her daughter as well as her beloved husband last night, she felt a terrible uneasiness in herself now, a knot was formed instantly in her throat. Because she knew that actually she had a rendezvous scheduled with a young Arabian guy named Jamal Khan in the evening at 'Paradise', a posh five-star hotel of Kolkata. She thought that it probably wasn't his real name. The hotel was very expensive and well furnished in all criteria, and they were meeting at the hotel that would almost certainly demand a credit card.

Back in her car, she discarded her conservative jacket concealing the very sexy white T-shirt that crossed over her beautiful, perfectly shaped breasts. Her husband Goutam always said, 'Darling, you really don't know how big and taut your boobs are, until you see them naked'. What her husband didn’t really know was just how many producers, directors or actors were aware how big her boobs were.

She drove leisurely downtown, knowing that she would be there well ahead of her appointment. There was a food court under the Hotel building that was connected to the hotel. She had sufficient time in hand so she could meet with other actresses of the Society. She could chat with them and gather her experiences from them about the 'whoreship' while getting the evening snacks. There she could sat down at a table to enjoy hers, before she had to take off her clothes and offer herself to jamal whoever he turned out to be. 

The Society did have a very few actresses who only worked very confidentially in the daytime so as to keep their identity in secret. But they did have a surprising number of clients who wanted to indulge their peccadilloes during business hours.

Like Swastika, Gargi also decided to work in the evening shift as a “specialty” escort. She had very few limits. Through her friend, she realized that she could make a lot more money by doing things the other actresses hadn’t the courage. Even she decided to swallow whatever pride she had left, and informed Sujit that she’d do just about anything that didn’t leave visible marks on her body.

Actually the President of the Society, Mrs. Roy had made it clear to Sujit that she wanted a curvaceous actress immediately who was broadminded in sex, that’s why Gargi was selected. Within the short span, Gargi also realized that she wasn’t the only actress in the society who would willing to take a customer even in her ass.....but it was something a special item that not all the escorts would like to do. 

Gargi had debts.....unpleasant debts. Her husband, for all his knowledge of finance and money management, had placed a few very large, very stupid bets....using money borrowed from somebody, his bookie recommended. They were well behind on their mortgage payments to bank.

She was determined not to lose their house. She was already humiliated by the whole situation. So at one point, she had to pick up the phone to call her friend Swastika for the escort job. She thought it as the most “Exclusive and Respectable Job” along with her actual show business job.

But it was also an extremely embarrassing and humiliating job if it was disclosed a little bit. Her husband, the idiot, always dreamed to buy the story that she could make crores of rupees from her show business job. Lately, she had been careful to keep him out of her personal finances, which didn’t surprise him at all.....based on his recent track record. The sooner she could pay off the debt, the sooner she could stop working as a prostitute.

At last when she reached at the Hotel, neither she could notice her friend Swastika nor her first ever customer Jamal in the large ballroom of the five-star hotel. As her searching eyes to find out either of them, a beautiful woman about her age came forward and introduced herself. However before her introduction, Gargi could recognise the familiar face, whom she noticed either in film magazines or in TV.

"Congrats Gargidi, I'm Konkona Sen Sharma, a member of 'The Great Tolly Queen Welfare Society'. Swastika just informed me that she wouldn't be able to come here for an urgent film-shootimg to be held in Tollygunge studio. Actually she herself tried to inform you few times but couldn't contact," She smiled generously.

"Thanks Konkona,.... I know you very well. You're the younger daughter of the great and renowned actress-director Aparna Sen. I've watched all the films of your mother...and speaking to the truth, she is my ideal actress. Actually your mother's is a great asset of Bengali Film and also my motivator in film-acting," Swastika showed her fascination for Konkona's mother.

"I also have watched your few films....really they’re fantastic," Konkona also praised Gargi as they took a seat on the farthest corner of the ballroom and started discussing about their own family and the gloomy future of the Tollywood Film-industry. However at last the topic turned inevitably to their involvement in the oldest profession.

"You know I've divorced my husband very recently noticing his affair with Dolondi..... I mean Dolon Roy, wife of deceased actor Dipankar De. I think she is the greatest slut in Tollywood.....and very recently she is searching a teenage servant for her household job. But I heard from her closest friend Indranidi ( Indrani Dutta ), that the real cause was to  quench her insatiable hunger by this type of teen stud," Konkona blurted out to lash the widow actress.

"But I can't believe. ...she looked so polite and sober in her orthodox types of cloths and sophisticated behaviour.....," Gargi replied with a puzzled look.

"Yes....that's just to eyewash for the general public. Even the latest rumor is spreading that she is planning to form a society like our society for the 'Nymphomaniac Bengalee Actresses' who would be able to quench their long-cherished kinky and perverted desires by this type of lower-claas studs in absence of their husbands. But the most shocking news is that the President of our society Mrs. Roy, is the actual mastermind behind this raunchy idea," Revealing the filthy characters of the two established Tolly heroines, Konkona stunned her colleague.

"I. ..I......can't.....oh God! What is happening in Tollywood Film-industry!," Gargi just mumbled as she tried to digest the unbelievable fact. Then with a query gesture, she added, "But who is this anonymous Mrs. Roy? I heard about her great contribution and dedication in forming our welfare society from Swastika....but I'm really grateful to her for the secured protection which she has provided."

"Although I've joined in this Society for more than one year, I don’t know her actual name....but I've heard that she is a famous 'Acress-Politician' of Bengal," Konkona said.

"Is that! As her name is Mrs. Roy and she is a actress-potician, .....she must be either Debasree Roy or Satabdi Roy, I can guess." Gargi said like a experience detective.

"I also have guessed that....OK....It's none of our business. We've joined this society just for the wellbeing of our family and in addition with that we want to enjoy sex with our clients. Actually the show business activities are now acute which become worsen due to covid-19 pandemic situation. And I've to choice this noble profession to maintain my son's education and the luxurious lifestyle I've accustomed with," Konkona revealed her history about joining the Society.

"But do you like this profession from your heart? Don't you feel humiliated by loosing your chastity which is our sole precious thing.....specially in the orthodox Bengali society? " Swastika threw the most inevitable query to the talented actress.

"You're quite aware about our relation with the rich producers and directors....which surely is a mandatory part of the show-business profession. And it's the secret-truth to all the film-industries, whether it is in Bengali, Tamil or Hindi. So we've already lost our so-called chastity when we first came in the Film-industry," Konkona disclosed her perception about the chastity of film-heroines.

"Same to me. I think, being the leading part of our show-business profession, we must have to entertain our fans and well-wishers to some extent. Only for their excessive craze and fascination for us, we become the celebrity figure in our society....and with this image, we earn huze amount of money with ease and also get the boundless honour. So we've also the liability to fulfill some of their desires, which they crave...and only through this way, we can do that," Gargi said supporting her views of joining in The Tolly Queen Welfare Society.

"Absolutely correct...so, today is your first. Go ahead and have a nice time with your client. My client, a South-Indian businesses-man is about to come," with a hearty smile Konkona wished Gargi to be successful in her debut callgirlship.

"OK....thanks you too," wishing her Gargi proceeded to find out her customer Jamal Khan. Yes....guys like Jamal just sped the things up. 

With a final glance at Konkona Sen Sharma, she picked up her purse and walked, much more sexily this time, into the lobby of the hotel. She picked up the phone from the reception table, and asked for Mr. Jamal's room. The receptionist, a beautiful TV serial actress, connected her with Jamal's room.

“Hello?”

“Hello, you Mr. Jamal Khan? My name is Gargi....I mean Gargi Roychowdhury. 'The Great Tolly Queen Welfare Society' has sent me over to visit you this evening,” she purred into the phone.

The attractive TV-serial actress of "Rani Rashmoni" Ditipriya Chakraborty was just two feet away from her, opposite to the reception table, glanced up quickly, then smiled mischievously. Ditipriya clearly have heard what she said. Gargi thought that the TV-serial actress recognised her surely and also realised her purpose with Jamal Khan....hearing the sexy murmur. Either way......Gargi blushed.

“Hi! I’m in room 555. Please come on up, Gargidevi.”

After a short elevator trip, Gargi found herself knocking on the door of room 555. She saw the peephole darken for a second, then the door opened. Jamal, as it happened to be, was in his early twenties, a tall guy, small curly hairs on top. He really was a handsome guy and looked even more younger than his actual twenty-one yrs old age. He wore a hotel bathrobe. 

He invited her inside, and kissed her cheek. “You’re prettier and much more attractive than your pictures and films.You may know from Swastikadevi that I'm a blind fan of you. Although I'm not familiar with Bengali language, I've collected all your films and watched each more than three or four times, ” he said with a beaming smile.

"Yes...Swastika informed me about your fascination of the Bengalee film-actresses, specially for me and Sreelekha. But I hadn't the idea that you love me.....I mean my films so much," Gargi replied enthusiastically knowing Jamal's fondness of her films. Although Gargi had so many fans in Bengal as well as outside Kolkata, she couldn't believe an avid young Arabian '. fan of her in Saudi Arab.

“Actually I always fantasise you in the smallest outfits when I watched your films. You might know from Sujitbabu that I asked for something special from you, right?”

“I do,” Gargi became happy hearing her praises from an unknown Arabian guy who was more than twenty yrs junior than her. She added further, putting on a sexy smirk on her beautiful face, “Sounds like fun.”

She turned around so that her bubble ass faced him and swaying her large ass provocatively like a real whore, she asked, “You like?” as she looked into his eyes over her shoulder. Jamal gulped down watching the glamourous matured Bengalee actress's jiggling ass-gloves as he took the opportunity to put his hand on her ass. 

He caressed it gently, and murmured, “Oh, yes.” His other hand quickly slid up her side, and tentatively slid under her arm where the fingertips tickled the outside edge of her tit, through her bra. “The money’s over there,” he continued, nodding at a sealed bundle of two thousand rupees notes on the desk. 

Gargi gave her son-like client a small peck on the cheek, and walked out off his hands and into the money. Safely stashing the fee in her purse, she turned towards him with a bright smile on her face.

Taking her cue from the fact that Jamal hadn’t dressed to meet her, she said. “I’ll bet you’d like to get out of that robe first, and then we can take our time getting me out of my clothes. Do you like my little ensemble?”

Gargi turned slowly, giving him a chance to drink in her beauty. The mid-thigh, flared hips, a 'Swastik' logo on her tight skirt, which contrasted nicely with the white, sheer, low-cut satin T-shirt, through which her black push-up bra was clearly visible. Undoubtedly it represented the Bengalee celeb as a high-class callgirl. The fabrics were very sheer, and just dark enough to be obvious. They were calculated to make any man want to slide his hands up under her skirt, whether he knew she was a prostitute or not.

“Oh, yeah, Gargidevi. You’re so fucking sexy! So ass-fucking sexy!” he grinned as he took her into his strong arms from behind.

So he wants to talk dirty, Gargi realized and she tried to match with her young client as she whispered in his ear, “You like fucking the matured Bengalee heroines up the asshole, do you?”

She undid the long robe and slipped it off his shoulders. His erection greeted her immediately. She’d seen few bigger cocks in her professional career to please her producers and directors. It was important to consider when she thought about where it was going. At least it wasn’t some monster penis that would make her anus hurt for days.

Jamal kissed her on the lips, making it obvious that he wanted to slip his tongue inside her mouth. She obliged, opening her mouth to let it in, as she thought it as a common part of the job. However she had to perform even worse than many of the kinkier acts with some older producers to obtain filmy-role in their films.

Jamal now turned around her and had one arm behind her back. He pulled her close with his left hand, while his other arm started to fondle her boobs firmly. Their tongues mingled... battled, as Gargi took his cock into her hand. It was straight and firm. She caressed it gently, slowly, careful not to cause an accident. 

Jamal's hand slid down his dream-queen Tolly actress's back, across her firm ass, where it lingered for a moment, then down to her skirt. On its way back up, his hand slid under her skirt, rising until it found the edge of the cutaway section under her cheek. His cock surged in her hand. “Crotchless panties! Oh, yes! Fuck, they turn me on.” He groped her ass, then her thighs, then her ass again as his tongue slid back into her mouth.

“Let me take your T-shirt off,” Jamal hissed in rising excitement.

He found the single chain's clip on the inside of the T-shirt, under the midsection of her chest, pulled it down, and removed the T-shirt out of her skirt. She helped him slide it off her shoulders, and stood before him in her red skirt with a matching red sexy bra.

“Pull up the skirt slowly....very slowly,” he commanded.

Gargi did what was asked to her, and when the skirt was just below her crotch.....when the cutaway edge was barely visible, she pirouetted seductively, exposing her ass cheeks for a split second. Immediately he moved towards her, caressed her shoulders for a moment, then reached down her back to unclasp her bra. 

“It opens from the front,” Gargi giggled like a innocent child as she reached up to undo it.

Jamal slapped her hand away, firmly but gently, and undid it himself. He slid his hands under the open sides, and brushed the cups off her tits as he took each one in his hands. Then he sat on the edge of the bed in front of her. 

“Beautiful......magnificent.....awesome.....fucking gorgeous tits,” he mumbled hypnotically.

Her pink nipples stood at attention after his ministrations. Then his attention became riveted onto her neck and noticed the Mangalsutra. “I know you're married with two children and your son is just about my age. Maybe you're feeling odd to have your first customer is as old as your son....am I right?” he asked incredulously in which Gargi nodded approvingly.

"OK....does your husband know you do this?"He queried suddenly noticing the Sindoor on her Sinthi in which she nodded uncomfortably. Damn! She’d looked so ravenous and filthy with the bright red Sindoor and Mangalsutra around her neck.

“Yes,” she lied quickly. Best not to give him any ideas of blackmail. 

He searched her eyes and continued, “Your kids?” 

She started to shake her head, but realized that her face had given her away, and looking at her shoes said quietly, “Yes.”

“So this is what.....a profession? Failed to establish as a renowned heroine and thereby not to earn sufficiently from films, you've to choose this easiest profession, right?”

Gargi was blushing furiously by now. “Something like that,” she muttered. “Although you're my blind fan, I don’t want to talk about my kids and family, okay?” She had crossed her arms in front of her breasts. 

“Sure, sure, I’m sorry,” Jamal said politely. “But you have to know, this is an even bigger turn-on for me!” He pulled her arms away from her luscious boobs. 

“Wh-what do you mean?” Gargi asked shyly. 

“Well, I mean, we the Arabs have a great fondness of Bengalee heroines. That's why the 'Arab Seths' often invited some of the Tolly actresses in their parties, in which they earned a huze amount of hard cash at ease. In return these so called 'Sati-Saddhi' Tolly celebs entertained those Oil Barons by their salacious cabaret ( nude ) dances and various types of kinky activities. However as I’m going to stay in Bengal for few days, I want to enjoy as much as Tolly celebs as possible..... specially with those celebs who have husbands and kids....I mean a sweet and loving family.” he paused expressing his desires.

Gargi nodded with a blushing smile. She wondered about his fantasy of enjoying a Bengalee actress with a “Sweet Family”... oh! this guy really is perverted. “Okay, we won’t talk about it further if you don't like because I don't want to hurt my dream-queen heroine, but you did ask,” he added. And he finished quietly, as a statement of fact, with “however it should be known by your beloved husband as I think you may loose his faith if it is disclosed anyhow to him.” 

His cock was now literally twitching as he contemplated the situation that he had fallen into. Gargi decided it was time to get down to work. The sooner she was out of here the better.... but she knew she’d better please this guy. She couldn’t afford bad reports back to the Society. And too much dependence on her getting a lot of money in a short time might create a problem. 

Arguing with her logic, she knelt in front of Jamal and cupped his large hairy balls in one hand. With the other she stroked the shaft. She kissed the tip of his penis, then licked it a few times to lubricate it.

Gargi looked up at his face, and purred, “I’m going to suck your beautiful fucking cock. Make it good and hard for my tight little asshole.”

Her head bobbed up & down over the shaft, and she began the work of blowing him. She had become an expert at cocksucking within few months after she had entered into show business profession twenty yrs ago.

She knew how to keep him far enough from the edge. Although there was no danger of getting a mouthful of cum as she herself was excited enough but at the same time, she knew that he was getting a wonderful blowjob. Her lips, her tongue, her hands, all worked in concert.

Jamal moaned, then chuckled, “Ohhhhhhhmmmmmm....Gargidevi, I goona cum....” Without breaking the rhythm. Gargi looked up at him and scrunched up her forehead, with a questioning “Hnnh?” from her throat. 

“Oh! Hmmm... I guess this would be a good time to tell you exactly what I want. You’ll suck me for a while.....this is fucking marvelous....then I’ll strip off your skirt and panties, and fuck your pussy. I want those beautiful lacy red panties on the whole time.” Jamal moaned as Gargi continued to fellate him slowly.

“Then you’ll get on your hands and knees on the bed, tits down and ass up, and I’ll stick it back in your pussy for a bit. I’ll be working on your asshole with my fingers, to open it up. When you’re ready, I’ll pull out my cock from your cunt and stick it up your asshole.” She grunted a “yes” from her pretty, busy mouth.

“Okay, then I’ll fuck your large ass until I’m getting close. When I tell you, you’ll whip around and suck me off, until I cum in your mouth. Okay?”

Gargi stopped sucking suddenly. She stared up at her young Arabian client, wide-eyed. “You want me to suck your cock after it’s been up my ass? You must be kidding!” . 

Jamal took her head in his hands and stared back at her. “You must be naive, you sould go around the world. Now the fucking pattern turns to mouth, pussy, ass and mouth, okay? Look, your Society told me that you’ll do just about anything. That’s what I’m paying for you..”

They both then held the stare for a long while, in silence. Gargi thought about the huge money in her purse which Jamal had offered her. Finally, she said, “Yes, you can really cum in my mouth?”. 

Jamal then spoke to her kindly, “All right, then. What do you say? We should get you out of the skirt now.”

Gargi rose to her feet in front of him, correctly assuming that he would want to continue undressing her himself. He found the clasp on the waistband of her skirt and undid it quickly. Soon it was at her feet. Jamal drank in the sight of the Bengalee diva in nothing but in her skimpy crotch-less panties, and sexy heels.

“Do you always wear this type of special panties?” he queried.

“Yes, they’re crotchless, and only when I’m... working, I mean entertain my lovers,” she replied. “Men like to see me in these things,” she continued, running her hands lightly across the small lacy panties. “Moreover it’s a lot easier to take off my panties. On the other hand, you can fuck me without removing  it.”

“But I like to fuck a girl without a stich of cloth!” Jamal grinned as he kneeled down in front of her...pulled her panties down and removed it from her body.

Although her neatly trimmed pussy was shown through her crotchless panties earlier, after removing the panties, it was flashed with the room’s bright light. His hands slid back up her  smooth legs, then darted between her shapely and milky thighs. He worked his middle finger into her pussy, then a couple more when she parted her legs for him.

“Fuck me,” she invited in her sexiest whisper. “Shove your cock up my pussy.........you’re making me so fucking horny!”

Jamal took Gargi in his arms, then threw her gently onto the bed. He fell onto her, aiming his mouth for hers, and kissed her deeply once more. She worked an arm free, and slapped on his ass encouraging him restlessly. 

“I want to take the leading role in our lovemaking,” she said with a sly grin.

Saying this, she rolled herself and took position over him, one knee on either side of his head. She faced his loins, and leaned over to give her mouth access to his penis. Jamal also wasted no time in getting his hands onto her fleshy legs, caressing the soft flesh of her thighs she presented to him. He slid his one hand up to her breasts, tweaking her nipples firmly.

He began to knead her breasts, her thighs and her bottom while she bobbed her pretty head up and down his cock. She focused on his groans, little noises, the rhythm of his gentle thrusting, and the pulsing of the veins in his hard penis. She could tell when to ease up on her sucking and prevent him from coming during her preliminary blowjob.

Meanwhile Jamal's mouth had found Gargi's naked pussy....or rather, she had lowered her naked pussy onto his eager mouth. He snaked his tongue up and down the long glistening slit, from the tasty little hard clit at its top, to the sloppy, hot, wet hole at the bottom. It was clear to the Arab guy that Gargi's cunt was ready to be stuffed.

“I want to fuck you now,” Jamal mumbled into her pussy. “Lie down!” 

Gargi pulled her mouth off his cock with a loud slurp. She swung her leg over his face and knelt on the bed while her client moved to give her room to lie down. She took her place with her head on the pillow, then drew her knees up to her chest and spread her legs wide open.

Her hot swollen cunt-lips pushed up.... glistened, open and available in front of him. It framed beautifully between her milk-white thighs and sexy leather black heels.

Jamal climbed eagerly on top of her. Reaching around under her right leg, she found his cock and guided it into her waiting quim. He lowered his weight onto her chest as his long circumcised cock slowly entered the hot slippery tunnel.

The twenty-one yrs old Arab guy began to pump into his forty-five yrs old dream-queen Bengalee film-heroine's whore cunt slowly. He pressed his lips against hers, spearing his tongue into her mouth and thrashing it about wildly. She responded dutifully, but convincingly.

He found a rhythm that was not at all unpleasant for Gargi. If this sex session had been for her pleasure as well as his, she would have asked him to stay at it until she came....but this was his time. She was being well paid to do what he wanted, and she was under no illusions about that.

And so, inevitably, at one point, he stopped fucking her before her time, and ordered her onto her hands and knees. It was time to get down to the business. 

The young Arab Millionaire then moved into position behind his mature Bengalee whore and slammed back into her cunt once again with one hard thrust. He pumped a bit harder this time. While his one hand was fondling her upturned milk-white ass-globes, the other slid up her back, around her side and clutched one of her swinging boobs.

He pinched her nipple hard, drawing a sharp gasp as she threw her head back. He did it again, then stretched his arm underneath her and did it to the nipple on the other big, beautiful tit......and again....and back to the first erect nipple. The beautiful Tolly Queen Gargi Roychowdhury now really started enjoying her debut profession as she tensed each time with his long hard thrusts. She decided to increase her session as she was still within the bounds of the services he had purchased. 

The last time Jamal took a tight grip on Gargi's nipple, he didn’t release it. She quickly swung her head around and look perplexedly at him. The discomfort was evident in her expression. Her eyes suddenly grew wide as she felt a spit-coated slippery finger very slowly started penetrating her asshole.

Jamal slid it in and out few times to loosen it's tightness, while his rockhard cock was sliding in and out fiercely into her cunt. He released her breast and jammed his already stabbing finger as far up her asshole as he could. He began to make circles with his wrist, which stretched her anus a little at a time.

At the same time, he continued to fuck her pussy mercilessly. When his one finger slid back to the edge of her asshole easily, he then plunged two fingers in it. He pumped her pussy as well as her asshole some more with his cock and fingers respectively. Suddenly his three fingers jammed into her asshole. She cried out in pain mixed pleasure.

He finger-fucked her, trying to open her asshole wider. Few seconds later, he slurped out of her cunt, and at the same time  withdrew his digits from her asshole too. He then pressed the flared head of his circumcised cock against her yielding rectum.

With four or five short thrusts, he was inside her fully. Then he stopped moving completely.......enjoying the immense warmness of the famous tolly heroine's tight anal passage on his nine inches embedded meaty rod.

The matured Tolly Queen was gasping in filthy excitement, then whimpered. The sensation of the hot cock in her asshole overwhelmed her completely. It was a sharp, unrelenting pain that never lessened, no matter how many men she let in there before.

Jamal then wriggled around slightly, rather than thrust, inside her. And to Gargi, it felt as if she had to empty her bowels.

Jamal in the meantime explored her body lovingly with his hands, his tongue, wherever he could reach. Her tits, her legs, her ass, her back, her stomach, her pussy all got fondled by his hands. Her neck, her ears, her back, her arms got licked and kissed. He took his own sweet time to prolong the sweet memories with his dream-queen Tolly actress.

Gargi realized then he wanted her mouth, and obligingly turned her face towards him. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, and said, “Soon!” He began to rock his hips slowly, a shade farther each time, until he was fucking her asshole rapidly. In and out....in and out of her tight anus.... his prick slid, each thrust as disconcerting as the last. He fucked faster. His balls slapped against her protruding swollen cunt lips.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh....Oh ,.', you’re so great, you've fulfilled my long-cherished dream...., now! I’m cumming now!” he groaned. And after one hard, deep thrust, he pulled right of her asshole, and began jerking his slightly shit-coated yellowish cock.

Gargi swung around, grateful that the painful intrusion was over. She opened her mouth, before she could think too long about what she was about to do. Jamal eagerly jammed his cock between her waiting lips.

OMG! Shit. The musky scent of her shit instantly filled her nostrils which was emanating from Jamal's shit-coated long dick. Without thinking further, she took the yellowish cock in her mouth....yes, now she could taste her own shit.

The Sophisticated Tolly celeb became sick inhaling and tasting her own acrid shit. But to please her first customer as well as not to hamper the Society's great image, she clamped her lips onto it anyway, and proceeded to give him the best blowjob she was capable of.

She bobbed her head on his cock, pressing her lips against the dick as tightly as she could which just had left her asshole. She tried her best to make him cum as quickly as she could.

Jamal took the back of her head in both hands, and pulled it deeper down his shaft. He took over the rhythm of her motion, thrusting his hips into her face. When she thought she was just about to gag, his cum started filling her eager mouth. He cried out, and thrust again down her throat as she was gulping the shit-mixing cum hungrily. And again, until he was spent and fell back onto the bed. 

Gargi was drained. She just wanted to get out of there as soon as she possibly could. But Jamal lazily reached up and cupped her breast with his hand, kneading it gently, slowly and lightly. She was now experienced enough to know that pulling away now would leave a bad impression. The last thing she would remember was that this was a business transaction after all.

After throughly gulping all the cum he lodged in her mouth, she fished her lipstick and adjusted her hairs and sat in front of the mirror. The trick now, she knew, was to keep doing sexy things while she prepared to leave. Like fixing her lipstick and pulling her brush through her raven hair while she was still topless.

Like asking him to toss her panties over to her. Like excusing herself use the facilities before she dressed ( leaving the door open, of course ), then coming back into the room before slipping into her panties. Or reaching languorously across his naked body to retrieve her bra and affording him one more feel of her tits, before sitting on the bed beside him to put it on.

All these slutty gestures which gave him the opportunity to caress her curvaceous body as her bare breasts disappeared from his view. She stood in front of him as she donned her silky T-shirt, legs slightly apart. He didn’t waste his last chance to feel the great Tolly actress's crotchless panties. She couldn’t help but notice that his cock was beginning to stir again. She pulled on her skirt.

“Gargidevi,” Jamal began tentatively, “Is there any chance we could... I could talk you into giving me another... um, quick blowjob before you leave?”

He saw her hesitation......and noticing this, he offered her a generous price quickly. She nodded, too hastily, as she admonished herself. The trick is to make it seem to the client like the money’s not important. 

She began to remove her skirt again, but Jamal said “No, no! Please don’t undress!”

She knelt on the bed between his legs and took his half-erect prick in her hands. Stroking it gently, she leaned over and lashed her tongue across his balls and onto the shaft. Then she took the shaft in her mouth and sucked it until it was hard, which didn’t take too long at all.

She could taste his cum. There was a ring of fresh lipstick at the top of his naked penis where her lips had first made contact. The ring of the red lipstick disappeared into her mouth, and reappeared seconds later over his cock. She sucked hard and fast.

Once again, Jamal's hands began to roam over her marvellous body, but they stayed outside her clothes. Within a few minutes he had spurted again, groaned in delight. She quickly gulped the young Arab stud's generous cream and at last cleaned the shaft thoroughly licking it.

Then she stood up, reapplied her lipstick, and bade him farewell. At the door, they pecked each other on the lips as he handed her the extra bills. “Thanks. You were great,” he told her. “I fulfilled a fantasy today. Not too many girls would do that, you know.”

Gargi knew. She felt herself reddening. 

Her 'Debut Prostitution' job was completed at last. She went straight back to her car, painfully aware that she ran the risk of being late for retrieving her daughter from the college for dinner. Her bottom was still sore on the drive back. And she was pretty sure that she was not imagining the taste that still lingered in her mouth.

At college, Pallabi waited for her mother. She was only seconds behind the function, and the collegeyard bustled with parents and other students. Young Pallabi pursed her lips for a kiss when she saw her mother, but Gargi had to turn her own head to the side to make her daughter kiss her cheek.

A tear instantly appeared at the corner of Gargi's eyes. She couldn’t kiss her own daughter because she had forgotten to wash her mouth which still had some residues of the shit-mixed-cum after taking the money. She didn't want to let her daughter to guess that some stranger fucked her ass in lieu of money and then came to her with the sperm in her mouth!

Back at home, Gargi rushed to the bathroom, where she scrubbed her teeth and gargled with strong mouthwash. Then she went into her bedroom to get out of her sophisticated hooker costume. When she had removed her skirt and T-shirt, the door opened and Pallabi walked in, eying her mother in her sexy underwear. 

I know Mamoni why you wear those funny crotchless panties!” Pallabi declared. Gargi's stomach knotted in an instant shock guessing that her daughter might know her new profession.

“So you can urinate easier!” Pallabi finished with a naughty smile.

“That’s right, dear,” Gargi lied. "But please don’t mention it to others," she added.

To be continued......

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Wow...truly dick raising stuff...wonderful...Looking forward to more sexcapades of Gargi...eagerly waiting for the next episode.

Thanks for your appreciation. Please stay tuned and continue your motivating comments. Have a nice day....

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I checked the  story "Tollygunge Film Actresses" which you mentioned above...the story is really hot..but incomplete...do you have the full link of the story? If yes, pls share. Would be greatful. Thanks.

Thanks....You've found out and enjoyed. Actually I'm the Author of that series and I sent all the episodes but they somehow missed those. Badluck, I've deleted those also from my tab....sorry not to fulfill your wish.

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But its incomplete story..rt? I could find only 1 chapter of the story.

Yes bro... incomplete....

Yes....but in that site, you can find out "The Great Tolly Queen" of 15 episodes, ( a 5X hardcore fiction series ) and "Great Tolly Sluts" of 4 episodes. I think you both would enjoy those episodes. Thanks have a nice day to both of you.

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Start New update bro

Seriously ill....bedridden, wouldn't be able to update for next two weeks. Extremely sorry for inconvenience. Thanks and have a nice day.

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Episode : 8
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After five days Gargi received another call from Sujit and he informed her to meet Konkona at the same venue i.e. in Paradise Hotel. However this time it was fixed at 12:00 noon when her both children wouldn't be home. So refreshing herself fully, she dressed herself in her previous slutty attire and proceeded to the five-star hotel.

Konkona was arrived there few minutes earlier and waiting for her. She welcomed her smilingly and moved to their previous day's table which was already reserved by Sujit. They had some whisky with some snacks, emptying the first bottle and opening the second. They said too little as they drank. Their relationship was kept at an agreed upon professional distance for personal and emotional safety.

"You know Gargidi, our president Mrs. Roy decides very recently to form a new society for the lonely and unhappy film-heroines of Bengal so that they could enjoy their sex life to the fullest and thereby passing their monotonous life in their retirement life with great satisfaction." Konkona said.

"Oh! What a great idea....I think every Tolly heroines should be grateful to our generous President, " Gargi expressed her view showing her endless gratitude to Mrs. Roy.

"Tumi thik bolecho Gargidi. For this, at first she plans to choose some young studs who would be able to fulfill all types of perverted and kinky sexual fantasies which these noble actresses have been dreaming for a long time. But above all, these hunk male escorts must be reliable in all respects so that this matter must be kept in strictly confidential and the image of these great actresses never be hampered a bit," Konkona said.

"Fine.... this means these male escorts would work just like us and surely they will earn a huge amount," Gargi smiled .

"Yes....but not like us. However for that purpose, today we have to test such a hunk, who is scrutinised preliminary by our great society's secretary Sreelekha Mitra and she forwards that hunk to us for final verification," Konkona disclosed the total programme of the new society.

"Oh God! It's amazing...but what is the name of this new society?" Swastika asked.

"Banglar Mahiosi Nayika ( The Generous Actress of Bengal )" Konkona replied smilingly.

Finishing the liquiar, they moved to top floor of the hotel and entered the same room ( Room No.555 ) in which Gargi experienced her first whoreship with a Arab guy, named Jamal Khan. Reminiscing her previous hot escapade first time with a '. guy, in which a circumcised cock gave her immense pleasure, a shiver ran through her body as she felt an itching in her insatiable cunt.

Just as they were started discussing, there was a mild knock on the door.

“I think our guest has arrived. Will you please show him in.” Konkona requested her.

Gargi went to the door not giving a second thought to her attire and opened it to find a young man not more than twenty-five yrs old. He was in the hotel uniform of a waiter.....white cotton shirt with a tie, navy-blue jeans and a pair of black leather shoe...... a smile that made her melt. He looked her up and down with a somewhat fascinating look on his face. He then entered as she stood away from the door. No words were exchanged....each understood their role.

“Come in Raghu, and let me take a look at you,” Konkona beckoned, now seated on the long leather couch in the sitting room, legs crossed.

“Oh, honestly,” he balked.

“Raghu, have you no sense of decorum? You leave me no choice but to ask you to remove this ensemble completely. Hand them to my friend as you do.” Konkona stepped to his side on cue, but he hesitated. 

“Young man. Now.” Konkona chided, looking him in the eye. “If I ask you to do something I expect it to be done. Is that clear?”

“Yes.....“ he began, but was interrupted.

“I didn't ask you to speak,” still holding his gaze Konkona blurted out which made surprised even to Gargi. She couldn’t contrast Konkona's polite behaviour which she saw that day with today's dominating attitude.

He gave a slight understanding smile, bowed his head once and removed his shoes. He then removed his hotel uniform i.e. the shirt, and jeans, handing each one in order to Gargi, who dbangd them over her arm and took them to the table when he had finished.

“You have exactly five minutes to shower and return, and don’t you dare waste anything in there. We’ll want everything you’ve got tonight.” Konkona told him sternly and then turning to Gargi, she said, “Show him the way, and make sure he’s timely. Go.”

Gargi extended her arm indicating the way and followed him through to the glass shower without saying a word. As she walked she couldn’t help but admire the young waiter's perfect form, and felt herself creaming a bit in her new panties.

She stood outside the view of the shower in the vanity area until the water turned off. She then came in and presented a towel, nodding slightly to indicate he was still on time. Then she returned to the main room.

“Pour us all some whisky, Gargidi,” Konkona said to her.

Gargi obeyed as she was told because she really was enjoying Konkona's dominating role. She poured three glasses and handed one to Konkona, then the other to the young waiter as he entered the room.

She couldn’t help but glance at his undulating coal-black penis between his strong legs. He had obviously given himself an erection in the shower. Although it was probably only half way at this point, it was still enormous, almost shockingly so. 

He came in front of them and graciously accepted the glass from Gargi. He gave a surreptitious wink and stood again before Konkona, raising his glass slightly in thanks.

“Drinks as you wish,” Konkona said as she turn to look him over. Her eyes widened a bit at the sight of his meaty snake. “Oh my, young man, that is spectacular. You’ve come highly recommended, and I see you’ll not disappoint our noble members. Bring that thing over here," looking at his massive prick, Konkona remarked. Then turning to Gargi, she said, "Please Gargidi, come have a seat next to me.” 

Gargi sat down next to her as the young man approached the sofa. Konkona leaned forward and gently wrapped her hands around his smooth nigro-cock and large hairy balls. Closer to fully erect now, he was easily nine inches long already, and a thick as any cock either of them had ever seen.

Konkona immediately placed her lips around the head, opening her mouth wide, then wider still as she literally pushed him in with her hand. As she stroked him, sucking only on the head, now he grew to full hardness of a massive ten inches rod, and became the most magnificent mouthful she’d ever felt. She massaged his huze sperm-filled balls with one hand and pumped his shaft with the other while she drew his succulent precum out with her snaking tongue.

She then released him and licked up and down his full length, deliberately leaving trails of saliva to get him nice and slick. Within moments she popped him back in her mouth, this time opening her throat to take in as much of him as she could, simultaneously letting her wet hand glide easily up and down it’s length.

Undoubtedly she was an expert at sucking cock, and he was equally adept at servicing the aristocratic guests of the hotel with it. But it was hard to say who was more aroused at this point......she by the sheer splendor of it, and he by the way she was able to stiffen him so fully and quickly.

After only a minute more of sucking, she released him again, this time letting go as well and hiking up her tight skirt all way to her waist. “Forget the foreplay Raghu, get your mighty rod in me immediately.”

Ordering the hotel waiter, the divorcee Bengalee heroine lifted her legs, bringing her cunt upward to greet him. He dropped to his knees and placed the tip at her opening, where a small glisten had emerged from the base of her hole. He was in the process of massaging her long pussy-lips open with his cock-head when she took it from him and pushed it right in.

“I told you once, when I want it done, do it!” she said greedily, gasping as his huge cock abruptly forced her open and plunged to her deepest depths. 

“Oh, my sweet fucking lover...ohhhhhh Gudmarani re, this thing is incredible! Goddammit, Raghu, fuck me right now like your best horny bitch. Oh!” Her voice became shouts of sweet agony as he took her for her word. Immediately he began slamming her back into the couch, holding her legs up to get maximum penetration.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh Bhagwaban.....ore amar chudir bhai re,” the younger daughter of the great celeb Aparna Sen, wailed intermittently over the course of the next few minutes. “That’s it, fuck my hungry hole with that big dick. OWWWWWHHHH..! God, so fucking deep! Do it, get it in there! You better give me that good hot cum understood. Give me that precious goo, right up in my tight cunt. Give to me.”

Not sure whether to shoot it or wait and prolong her misery, Raghu opted to restrain himself without showing it, lest he get in trouble again for disobeying her.

Beside them, Gargi's hand had found it’s way up under her panties, and ways slowly working her clit at the sight of the savage fucking for which her colleague actress was begging. She was mesmerized watching the full enormity of it disappear into her again and again, as she held on for dear life, pleading with him to make it worse. She caught a brief glimpse of the look of bleary bliss in her eyes as her head rolled to the side.

“Ohhhghggggghhhhhh.....Gargidiiiiiiii......,” Konkona managed somehow to say, almost as if just remembering Gargi was sitting there, “Be a good girl Gargidi and massage this stud's balls for me. He’s playing games with me by holding back, and I simply won’t tolerate it. Ah, oh God!”

Raghu fucked the Tolly as well as Bolly celeb harder for having found him out, then felt the soft grip of another Tolly celeb's pretty hand caress his tight nuts as she reached around from behind him. It did the trick and it wasn’t long before he got even bigger and harder still with his impending load ready to flood the renowned actress's genitalia.

“Oh! Good girl, Fuck, oh GOD!” Konkona yelled before losing the ability to articulate.

Meanwhile Raghu's cock was now impossible huge and hard. The unspeakable pleasure of it was coupled with the aching pain like being punched in the gut with each new impalement.

Konkona then felt his hot liquid rush into her hungry whore cunt. She felt it simultaneously all the way in at her cervix, and fully down the length of her vagina. It was forced back out instantly as his massive cock took up every bit of space within her. Her orgasm was blinding, and she just held on as best she could as this muscular black fuck machine pumped her ruthlessly until drained of cum.

Coming back to her senses she breathlessly commanded, “Raghu, now take that thing out of me and put it in Gargidi's mouth.”

Gargi, who had been leaning over while seated on the couch, simply lowered her head to take in a much of his cum soaked cock as she could.....once he’d pulled it out. Konkona rubbed her hand over her worn, cum covered pussy, smearing the mixture of juices around her aching pussy-lips. She reached further below to finger her asshole while she watched her pretty co-actress struggling with his girth.

“Relax your jaw Gargidi, just accept that it’s too big and work with it, don’t fight it. That’s it, let it glide in over your tongue. Stroke him gently with a wet hand to keep him stimulated. Good girl, practice taking him deeper each time.” Gargi tried her best to follow Konkona's direction.

She stopped to get a full breath of air with a loud gasp as spit and cum poured form her open mouth and down over her hand. She gathered it up, wiping her chin and reapplied the slick mess to his hardening dick. Konkona at that moment had her two fingers in her asshole, lubing herself up for her next indulgence, waiting for Gargidi to do her job. She gave him a few more minutes of recovery before taking over once again.

“Alright Gargidi, that’s enough. Help me get out of these clothes for a minute.” Konkona said as she unzipped her skirt and raised her hips. She then undid her T-shirt, as Gargi pulled it off over her stockings. Fumbling out of her shirt Konkona turned over, kneeling on the edge of the couch with her hands on the backrest. 

“Ok, young Mr. Leorachoda, time to put that up my ass. Gargidi, please come.... spit on my asshole and help him get it in there.” As Konkona said, he stood up and began to rub his dick on her puckered asshole, sliding it up and down between the crack of her large ass. And Gargi leaned over.......dribbling a healthy amount of cum and saliva mixture from her lips. She rubbed it around and into her brown anus, getting both fingers easily in.

“Oh, yesss, such a good girl. Now grab his dick and slip it in my backdoor.” Konkona directed her co-actress. Gargi followed as she held his shaft in one hand and pulled one cheek aside by her other hand. Meanwhile he pulled the other, and together they pressed his enormous head into her waiting brown hole. 

“Ooowww... Chudir bhai reeeeee......, FUCK! ” Konkona screamed, “Hold it still right there dammit! Oh god, start feeling nice, start feeling nice, please. Ssssshit!”

Raghu held it still, impressed that she’d even taken him in this far, and let her set the pace on her own. It sounded like she was almost crying as she rocked her hips slowly, taking short, quick breaths as she yearned for the discomfort to cease.

Slowly the pain turned to ache, and the ache to a warm glow, then her anus finally began to tingle with the pleasure of it. She began to ease her ass over him, letting it glide in ever so slightly further with each backward press, drawing her arousal from his outward glide. Soon he was freely moving against the tight ring of her anus and into the warm soft pocket of her ass.

Adjusting now, but still breathing short, Konkona turned to Gargi and said, “Sweetie, lose your panties, climb up here, and sit in front of me on the back of this couch. Give your new sis something tasty to distract her.”

Gargi climbed up as instructed, and placed her pussy right at head level for her to suck.

“Oh, that’s a good pretty pussy. Let me have that." Konkona smiled.

She balanced herself with her hands on Gargi's thighs as the young waiter began to fuck her in the ass at his own discretion. Gargi knew she was being used to muffle the inevitable shouts, but they sent wonderful vibrations through her whole cunt each time she did. It wouldn’t get her off, but it was a great way to experience her ass fucking.

Plus now she was sitting face to face with this Tamil hunk and his terrific black dick. Even though the scene was quite extreme, she still felt like a bashful collegegirl flirting with him. She smiled as her pussy purred, and he smiled back as he filled Konkona's ass with cock.

Konkona felt his cock stiffened, and assumed it was from watching his counterpart’s pussy getting licked. But when she glanced up and caught her smiling at him, she knew in an instant what was going on.

“Gargidi, I think he likes you. His dick got hard when you smiled at him like that.” Gargi actually blushed with Konkona's remark. “Oooh, there it goes again. Keep smiling, Gargidi. Keep that dick nice and hard in my ass for me. Maybe when he’s through loading me up with his cum, you can fuck him, too.” He stiffened again. “Ohh, Gargidi, he’s looking forward to it.

Watching the gorgeous diva actress in front of him who he knew he was going to fuck next, get her cunt licked by the woman he was ass-fucking, made the semen well up in his tightening balls all over again. With Konkona's mouth back over Gargi's pussy, he began fucking her harder now, forcing more muffled grunts from her.

He rocked into her with a good strong rhythm, bringing her and himself closer to orgasm. Gargi kept smiling at him, excited by the fact that he maintained eye contact throughout, occasionally staring at her spread legs. Whenever he did she opened them wider, and his stiffening cock made Konkona reward her with a good suck on her clit. It was an amazing circle of cause and effect, and it brought them all to orgasm at the same time. 

Konkona started first. Feeling his impending load build made her asshole hungry for his hot cream and the deep anal orgasm began to fill her throughout. This made her clamp down her lips on Gargi's pussy, igniting her clit into the first of it's spasms. The pretty sight of her head falling back as she held Konkona's head tightly up to her cunt and started cumming.....made the young Tamil guy lose his load.

When his hot jet shot up into her ass... the next wave of escalation began again, and the triple orgasm multiplied as their shouts and moans filled the room. Holding her ass fully up against the base of his spurting cock, he gave her the last of his cum before slowly easing himself out. Her asshole gaped for a moment, shiny with cum, before closing gently. 

As he stood there, Konkona, her pussy and ass dripping with come, instructed Gargi to get some warm, wet towels to clean them up. She hopped down and stumbled to bathroom and returned a moment later with a handful of steaming towels to distribute.

“Pour us some more champagne, as well, dear. Then, if you can suck this meaty snake back to life again, you can fuck him also if you wish. How does that sound?” Even though Gargi's kitty was tired, she got herself wet thinking about that big cock in her at last. 

“I think that sounds fantastic, Konkona, thank you so much. I know I can get him back in shape,” Gargi said, giving him another wink as she filled his glass.

They all collapsed on the sofa, Konkona in the middle, sipping from their glasses, too tired and unconcerned to talk. After another round of pours in which they drained the second bottle, Gargi put it down, downed what had left. She stood before the two of them and started the music system with a hit hindi mix song "Piya tu ab tu aaja".

She started dancing seductively in her black chemise, running her hands up and down her curvaceous body. With her dancing, she dropped one strap over her shoulder, then the other. She pulled the fabric down over her beautiful breasts, letting it rest on her waist as she arched her back to emphasize her curves and keep it from falling.

With her hands she began to play her bouncing large tits, rolling the brownish nipples in her fingers, and lifting them up to her mouth for a flick of her tongue. She was looking seductively at both of them, but focusing her energy on the young Tamil, looking for signs of revitalization in his freshly cleaned dick.

“Give him the works, dearie,” Konkona said approvingly, taking great enjoyment from watching the strip-tease cabaret dance of Gargi that she’d been fully satisfied with her multiple fuckings.

Gargi approached the young Tamil waiter and ran her hands up his strong thighs, then back down, using them for support as she lowered herself before him. She leaned in to place a kiss on one knee, then the other, and alternated her way up his inner thighs as he opened himself for her.

With one hand she grabbed his half flaccid dick, squeezing and tugging gently on it while she pressed her face in to lick the soft underside of his balls. His dick was tired and his balls felt spent, but the lurid ministrations of the glamourous Tolly Queen made everything feel good all over again.

She sucked his hairy balls sweetly, looking up at him and smiling with her eyes, his big soft meat in her tiny grasp. She released them with a ‘pop’ and ran her tongue up the full length of his slowly hardening shaft. She tickled the underside of the tip with her tongue before licking back downwards. She continued doing this as before, leaving her trail of saliva. She worked it in with her hand, and before long she had the large apple sized cock-head deep in her mouth, as her soft hand gripped his now fully erect penis.

Konkona congratulated her on her success, and stood up, issuing new instructions.

“Follow me, both of you,” she said, walking towards the bedroom door.

They got up and followed, while Gargi held on his dick with an innocence like attitude. Pulling back the bed covers Konkona lay down in the middle of the bed with her head resting just at the foot of it.

“Come here Gargidi and lay on top of me like we’re going to sixty nine."

With Konkona's instruction, Gargi hopped up onto the bed, with her knees on either sides of her head. Her feet were under her shoulders, supporting herself by resting her hands on Konkona's thighs, beginning to understand what she had in mind. She looked over her shoulder and shook her ass at the young man.

From beneath, Konkona said, “Now, come here boy, and let me suck on you for a minute before you give it to my playmate."

Raghu walked over and placed his dick on her face. She tilted her head all the way back and opened her mouth. He slid his dick in her upside down face, bending his knees a little as he fucked her mouth, forcing her to gag. He rested his hands on Gargi's flared hips, staring at the long smooth snatch he was finally about to enter. Unable to wait any longer, he pulled his dick from Konkona's mouth as she gasped for air. He positioned the bloated head right at her opening of Gargi, and pushed slowly.

Gargi let out a little sigh at the pressure of it, equally eager for him to enter. But as he moved inwards, her pussy was being comfortably stretched before he’d even gotten the head in. 

“Ooooh, shit, shit, shit, oh my god!” Gargi moaned giggling, her voice already rising to the upper registers with the excitement and trepidation. “Easy please, oh, yeah, like that. Slowly. Goddam, it’s so fucking HUGE, aaa-AAAH!” He was in to his full width, now it was just a matter of getting in as deeply as he could. Slowly he began rocking his hips.

Beneath them both, Konkona had a perfect view to watch Gargi's adventure. She was licking both her clitoris and his shaft as he entered her from behind. His balls were beginning to brush her forehead as he drove deeper. She knew her tongue on Gargi's clit would make her pussy much more willing to take the abuse. She loved the idea of having this glorious cock slamming into her two holes few minutes ago.....now less than an inch form her own face.

At about three quarters in, he felt the back of her pussy, and she made him wait. “Oh jesus, fuck, you’re all the way in already, Oh my god it feels so fucking good. How much is left??” Gargi asked, looking over her shoulder to see that a good portion of it was still remained.

'‘Holy shit, it won’t fit, you fucker.” The pleasure was beyond anything which she’d felt before, and she would felt a lot of cock up in her slit from now. But even though he was pushing her to the threshold of pain, it somehow still felt better being there.

“Ok, baby, go ahead, work it in to me slowly. Oh FUCK, that’s so good. MMMMmmmmmmm, yes, yes yes.”

Gargi's voice went right to the ceiling as he drove it all the way in and she just curled up and took it. She was squeaking like an five year old kid now that he had gotten beyond her deepest depths and could still fuck her at will. Her cries were intoxicating and amazingly kinky, like he was fucking a little girl trapped inside the thirty-nine year old hottie of Tollywood Film-industry.

Meanwhile Konkona was doing her fair share of torturing by continuously sucking her clit while enjoying his large testicle slapping on her face. She could feel Gargi's head drop occasionally into her naked crotch as she buried her face and screamed. Gargi's leaking sex-pot was now getting the fuck of a lifetime, and she had front row seats for it. Gargi felt her having several small orgasms as they went along, each of which made her less and less coherent, and more and more susceptible to additional ones.

Luckily for Gargi, the young waiter found the whole thing terribly stimulating. But after about ten minutes, which for her felt like one hour, he began to feel the semen build again. Now, knowing it was his final shot of the night, he began to hammer her relentlessly, getting off on the near abuse he was giving her.

She had long ago lost all means of communicating anything, and had been reduced to a shrieking and whimpering mess. Now, as he prepared for his ultimate push, the new level of intensity seemed to have reawakened her. She raised her head up, and was trying to speak, but all that came out were guttural noises from her throat. He was massacring the matured Tolly celeb mother of two adult children with his cock, and it felt amazing.

At last he let it go and blasted his third load into Gargi's ceaselessly quivering cunt. The shock of it was so great that she actually fell silent even though her mouth was open and her throat was trying to cry out. Even her breathing was stopped at this point, as the intensity of the pleasure made her momentarily lose consciousness.

Konkona felt her head fall onto her soaking hairy mound and her body go weak when she did, and removed herself from her pussy. She instructed the young man to hold still for a minute to allow her to recover. She came around in a few seconds, but was still far from coherent.

The young Tamil waiter slowly pumped the last of his semen into her, and eased himself out, again, leaving a temporarily gaping hole. He stumbled backwards onto a waiting chair, and watched as Konkona gently rolled Gargi over onto the bed, still murmuring with eyes shut.

“Go wash up and get dressed, please. There’s an envelope on the dresser with your name on it,” Konkona said matter-of-factly. As he got up, took his fees and slowly exited the room she added, “That was world class fuck, young man, with a cock for the ages. We may be seeing you again. By the way, a great news for you, you've passed successfully and become a member of "Banglar Mahiosi Nayika”. He smiled, nodded, and left with the envelope.

She turned herself around and curled up next to Gargi, who was somewhat more alert now, but still unable to move. She pulled the sheets up over the two of them and held her for several more minutes, kissing her softly on her face and neck. Eventually Gargi turned and faced Konkona, just looking at her with her big eyes. It made the woman’s heart swell.

Kissing her on the nose Konkona said, “You’re good.....too good Gargidi. A very good girl, and I love you.”

To be continued......

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R you ok bro?

Recovered to some extent....but not fully. However I'm trying my best to come back to my previous situation and continue the fiction.