5 comments/ 71679 views/ 9 favorites Party Time In Bollywood By: nextcenturyromeo I was on the phone with my assistant director planning the shooting for coming Monday when Amisha walked into my home-office, to show me how she had dressed. We were going to a party tonight and I was taking her with me. I had given her the liberty to choose her own dress but of course she had to have it approved before we could go out. I liked her choice very much. She had picked out a green dress, a new one, which was off the shoulder to the extent that her chest was also exposed, no cleavage though. The top part was white lace for 2 inches and after that a soft, thin and see-through, green material coving her body from her tits to upper thighs. Even the boobs area was see-through, not totally transparent but if you were standing close, talking to her at a party, you would be able to see every centimeter of her gorgeous tits including the nipples and areolas. The dress ended at a dangerous point where her pussy would remain hidden only and only if she stood still with her legs straight. Even if she walked part of her pussy will come into view. And on the back side, I am sure you can guess, the dress covered the curve of her buttocks and went another couple of inches but did not try to boast that it was covering the full ass. Her back was fully visible and the sleeves were long, full sleeves with butterfly style hanging of same green fabric. Everything see-through. It was tight enough that you could see her full breasts being held in place without being pressed and since she was not wearing any bra, her nipples could be seen pressing against the fabric like trying to get out. She had chosen to wear silver clear high heels with 7" heel and 3 inch clear platform under the toes. No straps but that was compensated by the two words engraved in rhinestone on the clear instep-strap, the words were "FUCK ME". And she did look totally fuckable, believe me. She had made her golden (dyed) hair so that it hung partially on her right side, falling off her shoulder and partly on her left only touching her shoulders. She came to stand before me where I was perched on a corner of my large desk with the phone cradled on my left shoulder. Standing only 6 inches apart from me she opened her legs about 1 and a half feet wide and clasped her hands behind her back so I could inspect her fully. I could see her tits, fair, full and trapped in the thin, tight dress. I could see her bare, fully shaven, tight pussy through the see-through material, obviously she had just shaved it, and with her legs spread the outer lips of her pussy were slightly open, inviting a probing finger. I did not touch her, just nodded and she turned around. Turning around she put her hands on the wall, standing about 2 feet apart from the wall and spread her legs 2 feed wide. She had bent maybe about 6-10 inches but even in this her ass hole became partially visible in that ultra-short dress. She was looking behind her so she could catch my second "OK" nod and then turned back to me. She held her right hand in front of me wordlessly and for the first time I noticed that she was holding a tiny little pair of panties in her hand. They were thong style panties, green to match the dress, see-through and they had only enough fabric to cover the bare minimum, that is the triangle of her pussy from the front and a string to enter the crack of her ass from behind. They would tie on either side on her waist. "May I?" she asked with her eyes, without saying a word. In this household a girl wearing panties needed a reason and prior permission. I nodded. The party was going to be purely private, only insiders allowed. Not even press reporters, at least not as reporters. There were going to be some reporters present but only as friends and not with cameras. They would say or write nothing about what they see or hear tonight. Just as the movie-people have to be friends with the media so do the media. The public doesn't know anything. In this kind of party Amisha's dress would fit right in, even without panties, but I let wear them because I was afraid I might fuck her on the way to the party, instead of after the party as was my original plan. Let me give you a little background. This week I had got a new, young, cute slut called Ayesha Takkia and I had been using my new fucktoy with interest all week. That meant that Amisha did not get fucked a single time in 5 days. And when a girl has been turned into a slut, accustomed to getting fucked 2-3 times everyday, after a single day she starts pining for cock. But she had a gorgeous body and a sexy, cute face that turned me on, so I had told her to come to the party with me. Seeing her dressed I knew I had not made a mistake in my choice. I softly fondled her firm breasts through the thin dress, or caressed her soft cheeks as I talked to my assistant. In 5 minutes I hung up the phone and slipping my arm around Amisha's soft, slim waist, pulled her close to kiss her softly on the lips. By the way she clung to me and pressed her lips hungrily on mine, opening her lips so my tongue could enter, I could easily guess how hungry my kitten was. But I broke the kiss and said, "Ready to go, doll?" "Ready, able and willing!" She said with a horny, sexy voice and spread her legs at the same time in case I missed the message in her voice. I just laughed and led her outside with my arm around your soft body. I had decided not to take any other slut with me tonight as I was in a mood to explore the depth of this fuckdoll that I owned. It was a short drive to the party and to Amisha's despair, I didn't try anything apart from massaging her neck or rubbing her back slowly. But I know that even that kept her wet and sizzling hot. She was in a condition where every touch of my hands was going straight to her pussy and setting it on fire. Today's party was to celebrate, you would never guess! Mrs. Nayar's latest movie had invoked yet another controversy and given her another hit. So, today's party was to celebrate, not the hit, but the controversy! LOL...the things we moviefolks do. ############################# It was a good party, a little over 50 people, all well-known, or with someone well-known. The music playing in background was soft jazz not rock and roll like all those parties on screen. I and Amisha entered the big hall and immediately I started looking around to see what kind of merchandise was on display. I was not disappointed; girls had gone to extremes to make sure they were causing erections every where they went. Quite a few of these girls were not movie stars, but, and this is important, they wanted to be. This type of girls usually, found a way to get into these parties and since this is their big chance, they made sure to dress the way that'd catch the eye of the big shots. I am telling you, a lot of careers are made in those party rooms. These girls are not touting talent, they have talent, some of them do anyway, but the first part is to get someone to look at them and be willing to give them a chance to show their talent. For that chance they were willing to do any kind of compromise. That's what I love about my business. I was still checking out these girls and their outrageous dresses when a girl walked into my line of vision. Passing through the throng of people, I saw Rani walking towards me. I had not seen her since that beauty pageant, Miss India (See story: Miss Slutty India) and she was looking even more desirable today. She was dressed in a pink, halter, chiffon gown, which came to her ankles, but was pink and see-through. Not transparent, just translucent so that every time she look a step it clung to her legs and if you were paying attention you could see a sexy long, shapely leg. And there were a lot of people paying attention. The top of the gown tied behind her neck and the straps were tapering but so thin that half of her beautiful breasts in the middle were visible. With the thin material and the tight fitting, her nipples were poking through prominently and from the cut of the gown it was quite obvious even from the front that her back was totally bare right up to the waist. The matching pencil heels that she was wearing were only 4 inches high but made her ass look hot and inviting. She had done her silky hair straight and it was short enough to leave her back bare. She was taking every step carefully in a measured way like she was fully aware of what to show and what to hide. I was mesmerized by her gorgeous body so skillfully covered and displayed at the same time by this sexy dress that I did not realize that I was continuously watching her take step after step toward me. But then I saw that every time she took a step the thin fabric of the gown wrinkled in a way between her legs that made it quite plain that she had no panties on. Wow! The cheek of this girl! I don't know what she did but as she saw me looking she smiled at me and took the next step in such a way that the slinky gown clung to her shapely leg and I could clearly see her pussy lips and pussy slit outlined by the sexy fabric. And then again, and then again. At each step, her body was saying, "Come! Fuck me!" She walked right up to me and put her arms around my neck, hugging me with a devoted passion, wrapping her lithe, warm, soft body around me, she pressed her tits on my chest and by the time her soft cheek had brushed past my cheek her pussy was rubbing itself on my crotch where I could already feel a hard erection developing very fast. She put her lips against my ear and whispered, "Missed you so much...feel how hungry she is!". With that she started to grind her pussy on my cock and pressed her soft, luscious lips to mine. Her kiss was hot and hungry, her lips expressing the need of her whole body as the body itself was pressing and rubbing against me, talking of a craving that I could easily recognize. My hands were roaming on her bare back, touching, caressing and squeezing. I put one hand on her ass and in that soft, thin fabric it felt even better than if she had been naked, yes, there was definitely no barrier of panties and as I squeezed her ass cheek I pushed my tongue into her hot mouth and started devouring her sweet lips, licking and massaging her tongue with mine. When after a space of 5 minutes we finally broke the kiss in favor of breathing, she had a wet spot on her dress but damned if she was ashamed. She just grinned like a kitten who has just helped herself to some milk. Putting my hand on her cheek I caressed her soft cheek, touching her soft, silky dark hair. She pressed her cheek on my hand...and just then somebody called from behind me, "Rani! Rani! Please one minute..!" She made a face and said, "My cousin sister, I'll have to go. I'll be back in 2 minutes please don't go anywhere!" She pleaded. I smiled. She went to see what her sister wanted and I had just turned around when I saw another girl walking in my direction. This one I did not recognize. She was a young girl, very cute, and she was smiling which caused her cheeks to dimple on both sides. Although the face was cute and the smile innocent, her dress spoke something different about her. For this party she had chosen to wear a halter dress with floral print, the dress fitted her body quite tightly and the fabric being quite thin, it outlined all her curves very nicely. The floral print accentuated her innocent looks but the fact that it ended just a couple of inches below her pussy level spoke volumes about her other charms as well! Her back fully bare and even half of her waist and the 3 inches platforms that she wore made her look a little taller than she was and that was good because she was maybe only an inch or so taller than Rani. With a cute smile on her face this girl walked right up to me to the point that her body was almost touching mine. "Hi, I am Preity." She said. "Hi Preity. Nice to meet you!" I said. "What? For her a nice hug and a kiss, and for me, Hi Preity, nice to meet you!" She mocked me, "No hug for me?" She demanded. "Sure, why not?" Well, this was girl was advanced, but I was not the shy kid of the family either. Before I could fully open my arms, she put her bare arms around me and clung to me tightly. I put one hand on her soft, fully bare back and felt her warm skin and she pressed her tits on my chest until they went flat there and looked deep into my eyes before placing her soft, luscious lips on my lips and kissing me passionately. Not willing to be outdone in the festivities, I placed my free hand on her ass and mmmm...her dress was not only thin it was so nice to touch. What was under the dress was nothing to ignore either. I freely grabbed and kneaded her ass cheeks, one by one, as I sucked her soft lips and pushed by probing, hot tongue into her open mouth. Preity brought one of her hands down on my ass and pressed inwards, at the same time pressing and grinding her pussy on my crotch that I could clearly feel my cock pressing on her pussy slit as the fabric of the dress was thin and there was no barrier of the panties anywhere. I pressed my finger in her ass crack and pushed up and in so her pussy slit was kind of pressed open by the length of my cock and from behind my fingertip entered her tight ass hole including the dress. She moaned into my mouth but did not break the kiss. Her body getting hotter and hotter in my arms, well, I was not freezing cold either, my cock was hard like a rock now. Finally, after this marathon of making out, we broke the kiss and she stood before me, hardly 3 inches between us, breathing heavy and smiling that cute, innocent and yet wicked smile. "Come, meet my friends!" Before I could say yes or no, she grabbed my arm in both hands and led me towards her friends, all the time pressing her breast on my arm. She took me where 3 girls were standing in a small circle and introduced me to each one of them. "This is Namrata..." a young, hottie, about 20-22 years of age, stepped closer and kissed me softly on the lips, I was not surprised any more, after all they were her friends. "This is Celina...", She followed the same example, pressing her soft lips on mine and kissing me not so soft but not long either. "And this is..." "Hello Kareena!" I said. I was seeing Kareena for the first time after that 2-week vacation in France. (See story: Kareena is tamed.) Those two weeks had been very very good. Kareena had started out as a brat and had transformed into a slut right after the first time I fucked her. By the time the two weeks were over she was a wanton slut, she begged for cock right after she woke up, and several times in a day and then she liked to be used before going to bed. She was insatiable and totally slutty. I had taught her how to be obedient and shameless in public too. Tonight she was wearing a nice, tight salwar-suit which displayed more of her body than it covered. There were two thin straps that left her chest and back bare with a nice amount of cleavage. The fabric was green and see-thru, even on her breasts it seemed like there were only more layers of the transparent fabric, not an opaque fabric. Her breasts seemed pressed together and pushed by the tight kurti. The kurti was ending just below her pussy and the salwar was equally see-through and equally tight. As I looked closely, I could make out that she was wearing a matching, green thong which just barely covered the shaved, smooth triangle of her tight young pussy. As I took a step towards her I could see that was back in her bratty mood but not caring anything for her mood I just closed the distance between her and took her face in my hands. Her cheeks felt so soft and smooth to the touch, she tried to move back but keeping her soft, warm cheeks in my hands I put my lips on her soft lips and deliberately and gently. I took her lower lip in my lips and sucked it softly then the same with her upper lip. Like an automatic reflex she opened her mouth and my tongue entered deep into her mouth, caressing her wet tongue on the way as it explored her sweet, hot mouth. At this point, she started kissing me back, bringing her body close to me and pressing her lips on mine, sucking my mouth with a hunger that had been dormant for a long time. Holding her cheek with one hand I caressed her soft cheek with the other, then moved my hand to her shoulders and neck, rubbing and caressing gently. She pressed her body against mine, rubbing her thighs on my thighs and grinding her pussy on my hardening cock through her soft and thin suit. My hands now left her face and roamed on her young, tight body, rubbing her bare back and massaging her neck and then one hand went to her ass. I gripped her tight firm ass cheek in my big hand and pushed her hard into me, her pussy getting the thrust of my hard cock so hard through the suit she wasn't expecting it. She gasped into my mouth and moaned but didn't stop kissing me. She kept sucking my lips and tongue like a hungry slut while my hand went on her ass crack and I kneaded her ass cheeks then pressed my finger on her lightly covered ass hole. She gasped more, moaned louder. Finally, after a 3 minute long super-hot kiss, I broke the kiss and turned toward the other sexy babes. They were looking quite flushed and hot, Preity was rubbing her breasts through her thin summer dress. I smiled at them and said, "Oh, yes, I have met Kareena before." As they were looking at me and then the flustered, flushed face of Kareena and then back at me, Amisha walked up with a glass in each hand. Instead of handing me one she just came close enough to stand by my side, so close that her body was softly pressing into mine, and lifted the glass to my lips so I could taste the vodka-n-7-up drink that I loved. That left my hands free to fondle her pert, tight ass as we walked towards the dance floor together. I downed my drink and slipping my arm around the lissome figure of my hot slut Amisha, I led her to the almost dark dance floor. The lights here were not like your average disco. You'd hardly notice there were any lights. This was a place to make out, for influential guys like me to feel the soft, warm bodies of these beautiful, willing girls. You could it say it was the step just before the bedroom. Amisha, willing and eager, came into my open arms and we started to dance. My left hand was on her bare back above the point where her off the shoulders dress started and the right was softly caressing her small waist and her firm ass. Through the thin, semi-transparent fabric of her dress I could feel her full, well-developed, soft tits pressing on my chest. She was giving my chest a tit-massage, I could feel them flattening on my chest, the nipples hardened to the point where I could feel them moving on my chest. Her hands were roaming on my back, pressing me to her. Wrapping those long, sexy legs of her on mine, she was making every move with the express intention of making it clear to me that she wanted me to fuck her as soon as possible if not immediately. My right hand moved a little lower on her partially exposed, firm, bare ass cheek and then I brought it back up, inside her dress, to hold and fondle her soft ass cheek. Her lips were pressed to my ear, her cheek to my cheek and she was whispering naughty nothings into my ear. Things like, "Oh God! You make me so hot....My body is one burning mass of desire..." and moaning. Inspired by her words, my finger was exploring her tight ass crack, moving lower and lower. I touched my fingertip on her pussy through the flimsy thong, rubbing her pussy slit softly downwards and she hissed in my ear "Ooooooh god! Please...." "Can I have the pleasure of those hands?" a voice asked, from my right. It was Rani, standing just to our right and watching my hands moving over Amisha's lithe body, with an amused yet intense smile on her lips. Party Time In Bollywood She repeated her request as Amisha and I looked at her, interrupted from our own interesting thoughts. "Can I have a dance with him?" She asked Amisha, "Please?" she added seeing Amisha hesitating. Amisha seemed reluctant to let go, but like a well-behaved and well-trained girl, she nodded and let Rani take her place in my arms. If Amisha's intentions were of the hot, sensuous kind, Rani was not here for any dance either. From the start, she started pressing every inch of her body that she could on my body, igniting every tissue in my body with a desire to take this gorgeous creature right there and then. "Oh I have missed you so much", she breathed into my ear as she pressed her hot pussy on my cock through her soft thin gown, "and this has missed you even more. I have had a lot of sex since the day you fucked me last, but noone seems to know how to use a slut like me." She completely flattened her soft tits on my chest, her nipples hard with desire, her body hot with passion. I put my hand on her ass and parted a tight, firm ass cheek pressing her crotch on my hard cock so she could feel her pussy being humped through the thin fabric. She groaned, "Oh yeah, you always know how to treat a dirty slut like me. Use me like the bitch I am, use me again like your property." She kissed my neck, then nibbled on my earlobe. I sucked on the soft flesh on the side of her neck as my left hand caressed and felt her soft bare back and waist, my fingers arousing her body to new heights of passion as they played on her spine. My right hand was freely kneading and squeezing her well-rounded ass cheeks, feeling her tight ass crack moving my fingers lower, rubbing the soft fabric on her soft and moist pussy slit. She moaned in my ear, "Mmmmmmm, I think I am ready to be entered and fucked hard, used like your dirty, cheap slut. Please fuck me now!! Please!!" Her voice was urgent with the need of a girl who has not had an orgasm in a long time. In response to her plea, I told her, "Go find a free bedroom and tell me." There were several bedrooms opening off the main hall where the party was being held. Officially called "Refreshment Rooms" they were actually in use by horny couples to fuck. Well, no doubt they all came out quite refreshed from there. LOL! While Rani was busy checking which one was free for our use, I gathered Amisha and walked toward the room where Rani was motioning us to hurry up. Before Rani had locked the door behind us, my finger was up into Amisha's wet cunt, going in hard and fast, making her whole body buckle. As Amisha collapsed on my chest with a loud "ungh!" groan, Rani dropped her slinky gown to the floor, stepped out of it and came towards me with her gorgeous body wearing nothing but the sexy, high heels. Rani hugged me from behind and started kissing me passionately, her lips moving breathlessly on my neck, my back, down my spine, licking and sucking my shoulder blades. As my cock grew harder and thicker, I fingered Amisha's dripping cunt harder and harder. She was trying to lick and suck the side of my neck but my hard strokes were exciting her soft, tight cunt so much, she was not able to concentrate on anything but whimpering like a kitten. Gradually, her moans began to change pitch and she started bucking her hips harder, slamming her pussy with my finger. Her body was heading toward a heady orgasm. I pulled my finger out. She groaned in agony and started pleading and begging, "Oh noooo! Please sir, please make me cum. Don't stop now, please, please, fuck me, use me. Fuck me like a slut! Hurt my pussy, use it, slam it with your big, hard cock, making it cum like the bitch it is!" "Get naked, on your back, legs open wide!" That was a language all my sluts understood. As Amisha was getting rid of her tiny, transparent green dress, I concentrated on my naked slut Rani. Grabbing her by her, soft, silky, well-cared-for hair, I pushed her towards the bed, and told her to climb on to the bed. I took off my own clothes and made Rani sit on her knees straddling Amisha's face towards the head of the bed. Towards the foot of the bed were Amisha's wide-open legs with the knees bent fully and there was her pussy, wet, glistening with juices and Mmmmm so tight. Placing my thick, hard cock on Amisha's wet cunt hole I slid it deep into her in one smooth thrust. She grunted, "ungh!" as she felt the thick monster stuff her tight pussy so deep. "Lick Rani's pussy", I instructed Amisha, "Make her moan and groan, but don't let her cum!" Rani was facing my way as her pussy was right above, Amisha's face. Just as Amisha's tongue started licking Rani's pussy slit up and down, I slipped my fingers into Rani's silky hair and pulled her closer to kiss her hard on the lips, sucking her soft lips, devouring her like a hungry wolf. Rani's whole body vibrated with the currents of pleasure passing through her body from both directions. Now, slowing down my kiss of Rani's lips to a nice, hot sucking kiss, I pulled out my cock and rammed it hard into Amisha's wet, sloppy cunt. "Aaaanh!" She yelped and bit Rani's pussy lip, now Rani yelped and her whole body shook with pleasure. This was a good arrangement, I liked this. With one hand in Rani's hair and the other on her breast, kneading, fondling and squeezing, I kept kissing and sucking her lips, while my cock was ramming Amisha's wet and willing cunt hard and deep. With every stroke she groaned and screamed, her body on fire with horniness. Within a few minutes, Amisha screamed loudly as her whole body spasmed around my thick cock and oozed hot cum all around my hot rod. I started pumping her erupting cunt in hard, measured, strokes, like a fuckdoll. That made her writhe in a curious mix of pain and pleasure as her pussy oozed more and more. Then with maybe my 10th stroke she screamed once more and then her whole body went into a second, more powerful orgasm. I could feel cunt gripping me tightly, pulsating really hard around my cock, her tight little love-tunnel all burning hot and dripping wet like the inside of a volcano. Tremendously turned on my Amisha's earth-shaking orgasm and driven to immeasurable heights of horniness by her tongue, Rani was looking at me beseechingly and pleading, "Please sir! Fuck me! Now, please!" In what could be perceived a single, fluid motion, I pulled out my cock from Amisha's hot pussy, leveraged Rani on her back by using her hair, right beside Amisha and without losing the balance, positioned myself between her legs and rammed my hard beast home into her wet, sloppy cunt. "Ungh!!" She yelped as her head flopped from side to side. Without any conversation I simply grabbed her tits really hard and kneaded them roughly as I commenced to pound Rani's cunt, forcefully and fast. Every stroke that went into her cunt, made her thrash her head from side to side as her body grew unbearably hot. She was biting her lip to contain her screams as sweat broke all over her body, making it hard for me to continue holding her tits. I just gripped her soft, well-rounded, bare shoulders and continued to give her such hard, roughly-delivered, deep strokes that made her body feel like it was being used like never before. She screamed loudly as she came, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!", her cunt flowing with wet, smoldering juices all around my thick cock, stuffed deep into her tight little cunt hole. By then I was also close to cumming and that made me fuck her harder, like an animal! "Oh God!!" She groaned. I wasted no efforts in speaking and just used the same strength to pump her wet cunt with strong, really deep thrusts, again and again. As my cock exploded deep in her pussy, I could feel her release a second load of her own scorching hot juices. I fucked her for a couple more minutes then pulled out and lay down between the two hot feminine bodies that I had just had the pleasure of using. Within a minute, like good sluts, they got up on their elbows and knees and positioned themselves on either side of my cum-soaked cock. With one lick from each side they cleaned my cock, slowly and nicely, like owned-slaves. I just lay there, enjoying the odd combination of power, love and raw, animal sex. ========================== I was enjoying a quite drink with Amisha standing behind my sofa chair, running her fingers through my hair. She had put her dress back on and was smiling like a sated kitten. Preity came with a plate of food in her hands and slid into my lap as smoothly and easily like I had invited her. "I think you'd like me to feed you so you can put your hands to better use." For someone so cute and innocent-looking this girl sure had a dirty mind. And a slutty attitude. Both great assets in this business. Her soft, firm ass in that soft, silky and thin dress felt quite warm and silky. She moved it around on my lap, trying to find the right spot to sit on, and then settled with her ass right on my hardening cock. She wiggled it just a little every once in a while to make sure I was getting harder than before. "Feel free!" she said with a really cute but slutty look and then proceeded to feed me. Very smartly she had chosen to bring me fruit salad and now she started to feed me piece by piece not with her hands but carefully putting each piece on her tongue and then feeding me with her tongue and lips. She brought her lips to mine and pressed them on my lips as she pushed the piece of melon from her mouth to mine using her tongue. Accepting her gracefully extended invitation I put my left hand on her bare back, feeling her soft, smooth skin with a gentle caressing motion. With my right hand fingers I softly caressed her smooth thigh. The touch of her dress was smooth and soft, but soon I slipped my hand under it and felt her upper thighs, from an inside angle, my fingertip, moving around tantalizing her soft, well-toned thighs, just a centimeter below her pussy. "Please." She said in a pleading voice before she pressed her lips to mine and fed me a piece of an apple. Heeding her unworded request, I let my fingertips caress her soft, clean-shaved pussy lips and touched one fingertip on her slit. "Mmmmmm...her body melted into mine as she pressed her lips on mine, harder and hungrier than before. Making it slow and teasing I took all the time it took her to feed me 3 pieces to insert my finger all the way deep into her tight cunt. Every time I moved my finger her body responded with hungry desires, for the last half-inch she just impatiently rammed her own body forward, taking my finger deep into her cunt. Instead of fingering her in and out, I just wiggled my finger in her pussy, massaging her wet pussy walls with my fingertip. She requested again, with her beseeching eyes, and I gave her a small, very tiny and teasing, fingering stroke. That aroused her more and she purred like a kitten, grinding her pussy on my finger. ========================== Kareena had her hands on the waist-high balcony railing with her ass about a foot back, I was standing right close behind her, my body touching her all the way from shoulders down. My left hand was passing under her left arm and resting on her right breast, kneading softly, playing with her nipple through the thin tight kurti of her suit. My right hand was on her crotch, gently rubbing between her spread legs. I could feel quite clearly that she was not wearing the thong any more. I could feel her tight pussy slit through the thin salwar. I was running my finger on her slit now and then, mostly just caressing her soft, smooth pussy lips. Content to be in my close embrace like a fuckdoll, with her firm ass pressed tight on my hard cock, she was telling me how much she missed me. "...it's not like I have not had sex, I have..." She was saying, "I have had boyfriends, I have had dates, I have even had one-night stands with total strangers..." She expected to shock me but I just kept listening, "but nothing satisfies me. Nothing turns me on like that slap on bare ass that you used to deliver knowing well how I would feel and react. You knew how to treat me, nobody else does!" She pushed her ass back on my cock a little more. Taking advantage of the lull when Preity went to put the empty plate back, Kareena had managed to steal me away, so she could say all that she had been feeling between our last meeting and now. As she was pouring her heart out, my right hand was getting more and more familiar with her pussy slit in that soft, thin salwar while my left kneaded her soft breast into a pulp eliciting a gratifying purring moan from her lips. She ended her tale with a request, "Will you please take me back as your slut and use me as you like?" In response I reached up a couple of inches and undid the tie of her salwar, causing it to slide down and fall around her ankles. That caused her to gasp as she felt the cool night air on her bare, panty-less pussy. Sliding my finger down her tight slit, I waited for her to spread her legs more then hooked my finger and brought it back up, sinking it deep into her tight, burning hot cunt. Which made her gasp and moan simultaneously. She started pushing her cunt onto my finger without waiting for me to finger her, such was her urgency. After fingering for a couple of minutes, I took a step back to take down my pants and shorts. Kareena spread her legs wider and stepped back, bending lower enough, really, really asking to be fucked. Well, my cock wasn't sleeping either. It was already hard and erect, oozing that horny smell which drives women practically crazy. Making good use of the opportunity and wasting no time, I placed the wet cockhead on her hot pussy hole and drove in hard and fast. She held tight on the railing and grunted with satisfaction and horniness at the same time. Holding her by firm, soft slim waist and gave it to her hard and deep, making her grunt with every thrust of my thick cock. "Oh god! It hurts sooo good! Fuck me, fuck me like the dirty slut I am!" I was concerned someone might hear us from the party but that was only a tiny fraction of my brain doing that kind of silly thinking, the rest was involved is using this hot, slutty, gorgeous brunette. As I sped up my strokes into her tight cunt, she started meeting my thrusts with a backward thrust of her ass and it made me go too deep into her small, tight hole. That made her whimper with pain but she didn't stop thrusting back. Apparently something like this had been her fantasy in the months after the French fuck-stay for soon she was groaning, "Oh god, I am gonna cum. Oh my good god!" And true to her word soon her body jerked in a series of hard convulsions, going limp on the railing, grabbing on to it for dear life as I continued to pound her wet cunt hard and deep like before. Her fluids soaked my hard cock and the heat made my cock explode, deep in her cunt, spraying my hot fluids into her tight hole. I was just pulling out of her cunt looking for something to wipe my soaked cock when Preity stepped up into my line of vision extending her hand holding some tissues. "May I?" she asked politely but her eyes were angry that I had chosen to fuck someone else despite all the time and effort she had wasted on me all evening. I nodded and Preity did a good job of wiping my cock clean. Actually she didn't use the tissues, she went on her knees and casually and nicely started licking the mixed juices off my semi-hard cock. She did it thoroughly, slowly and with interest like she was doing a task assigned to her. After licking my thick shaft from all sides she coolly took it into her mouth and sucked it in and out, slowly but fully deep. My cock was starting to get harder again, when I stopped Preity, "Ok, that's enough, doll!" She stood up before me, looking sad and dejected. While she used the tissues to wipe her own mouth, I put on my pants again and fished out my wallet. I handed my card to her, "Tomorrow morning, 11 O' clock, and dress better. I don't like overdressed girls!" She grinned happily, "Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!" I smiled at her girlish enthusiasm and turned towards the door. ========================== With my lazy habits and pressures of my full time work as a software engineer, it took me a long time to finish this one. I just hope it was worth all this wait to my readers. Do let me know how you like it. I like getting fan-mail but I'd appreciate it if you could leave me your mail address, so I can reply. Also I like it when someone writes in with their asl and some info about themselves especially girls. Also I am always looking for girls to roleplay the roles in my stories. Email me for pics of the dresses and heels used in this story for inspiration.