Episode : 29
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That auspicious day of Annual Bengali Film-festival 2020 however came soon and the Paradise hotel was decorated with bright neon bulbs and artificial flowers all over it’s area…… showing itself in a highly festive mood.
The place was packed mainly with the Bengalee filmy starlets and few celebrities of other professions. Sreelekha was on the big stage along with the veteran Bangladeshi mature heroine Moushumi because she was the last year’s winner for the best actress award.
While Sreelekha was anchoring the function like a professional artist, the matured Bangladeshi glamour-queen presented the award to the respective winner.
One by one, all the awards were distributed in which being the last attraction of the ceremony, Porimoni waited eagerly for her long-awaited tum of receiving the ‘Golden Peacock’ award as the Best actress in the film ‘Priyatama’.
“And the winner is…” Sreelekha declared as he opened the envelope…
“The no.1 glamorous actress of Bangladesh, Samsunnahar Smrity alias Porimoni for the film Priyatama!” Moushumi finished Sreelekha’s announcement and welcomed the youngster on the stage warmly. Porimoni walked on the stage in tearful eyes being immersed in emotion because she had finally done it….. and not in Bangladesh, but in Kolkata…. in Tollywood.
Because of Nilay’s creative direction… and along with Kaderbhai’s great assistance, she had finally made it in Tollygunge. Receiving the award from Moushumi, she touched both the matured actress’s feet….. thereby seeking their bless.
Both the veteran actresses smiled gracefully….. and embraced the young actress….. thereby smashing the three pairs of boobs with each other. Then they kissed Porimoni’s cheek one by one…. affectionately and blessed her.
After that she gave a heartbreaking speech and showed her gratefulness to Kaderbhai and Nilay for their superb contribution in emotional tone at the end of it.
Later that night, at the five-star mansion, there was arranged a grand party. It was organized by Kader and all the VVIP filmy celebrities were present there for colorful enjoyment.
At one point Nilay came forward and said with excitement, “Kaderbhai, you have done it bro! You have made it and you’ve created a revolutionary effect in Tollywood now!”
“Yeah well….. I kind of owe it to you Nilaybhai!” Kader exclaimed as he embraced him warmly. He showed his undoubted greatness to the Punjabi director. “I don’t know what that means bro but whatever we are here now and it is time to live it up!”
Nilay smiled as he supported his view, “Right bro, I wonder what beauty we are gonna enjoy first…. ?”
About the time he said that, they turned around and watched one of the greatest displays Kader had ever seen. Rachana….. Banerjee Banerjee….. the famous “Didi No.1” was walking across the party and headed for them. It was amazing…… it was almost as if it was in slow motion.
She was wearing a thin synthetic sky-blue saree with a tight sleeveless pink blouse that was low cut on her chest…. making her large magnificient boobs pour out from her small lacy red bra and blouse.
Her silky hair which flowed down her back like a dark waterfall….. was bouncing slightly with her majestic walking. She walked closer with a sexy devlish grin on her face as she finally aproached them.
“Well If it isn’t the man of the hour!” She said as she continued. “I just wanted to come over and tell you that I just loved the movie Priyatama and would love to work with you once again…… if you kindly provide me a chance. I see that you basically won Porimoni the award with your spectacular supervision and was wondering, I would be the luckiest person to work with you in our second movie.”
“Actually Porimoni worked very hard to win her award. I’m just honored that she even did my movie!” Kader exclaimed. And thought to himself that she fucked his brains out for the three months straight…. during the times of that film’s shooting.
As Kader stood there motionless…. listening to the “Didi No. 1″ Rachana talk, he won’t lie that he stared at her enormous overflowing tits in awe. When he kept his feet first time in Tollywood, he offered her for his movie and she agreed to work with him.
After that although they didn’t work together, they met few times in filmy-party. He was now thinking that her and Porimoni pretty much had the same kind of body…. except in chest area.
He was sure that the 46 yrs old Rachana Banerjee could easily beat the 28 yrs old Bangladeshi heroine. However they could pass for twin sisters as Rachana being her elder sister.
And then he thought about how Rachana probably taught Porimoni about sex and taught her some of the erotic sexual positions which they experienced two yrs ago.
It hit him that as good at fucking as Porimoni was, she was the student and Rachana was her teacher….. meaning that Rachana would probably be the most amazing fuck in Tollygunge.
Kader was reminiscing in wicked head……. his last encounter with Rachana and thought what it would be like to lay her down once again and make sweet love to the Bong glamour-queen.
As he was thinking about it, she said something by breaking his trance, “Hey Kaderbhai, where are you? I would love to work with you real soon, and I was expecting an invitation eagerly from you for two years!”.
“Ok, when would be a good time for you?” Kader asked.
“How about tonight there sexy! Here at the party it will probably take an hour or so for me to say what I have to say!” She winked as she told him.
“Alright Rachanaji, meet me on the third floor of this hotel in roon no. 303 to the right in 30 minutes.” Kader proposed her.
He then watched the Bong Queen Rachana Banerjee as she walked away and went up the stairs to the third floor. He knew that she would be waiting as he thought to himself.
‘Will Rachanaji actually wanted to discuss a movie role or was this an excuse to throw me down on the bed and fuck me to have a chance in my movie? Even though I would be used by her like the others who wanted to get a role in my movie, I surely prefered the second option. However this time I wanted to fulfill some of my weird desires which she didn’t allow me last time.’
“Bro, you have got to tell me every detail about your encounter with Rachana aunty in the morning!” Nilay exclaimed as he continued….. fixing his lust-filled eyes at the swaying ass of Rachana, “I think she has got to be the most sexy actress in Tollygunge!”
Kader was about to agree with him when across the party it was as If God or something stepped in and It seemed as the party was just split. Across the room he saw an actor that looked very familiar to him but it was the woman he was with…. that drew his attention in the first place.
At first his gaze fell on the back of her…… she was thin (not anorexia thin) but had a very sexy athletic body. She was wearing a dark blue dress with glittery material on it that made her shine like an angel.
She was medium in all the sense…. he noticed. She was about the same height….. maybe slightly higher than Porimoni was.
She had her dark hair put up in a bun on her head and she looked like she was a princess. Her dress had a slit down her back that stopped right there where anyone could easily see the crack of her ass.
And by the way, this gorgeous creature had the most fantastic ass ever, he thought. It was small but it had the sexiest tight round shape he had ever seen.
This angel’s skin was extremely smooth and tan. He had to know who this was and then the actor walked up with her. Kader knew who they both were as soon as they got closer to him.
“Hey man! How’s it’s going….. I’m Bumba….. I mean Prosen….!” the man stopped midway by Kader’s interruption.
“Prosenjit Chatterjee! Yeah I know you very much and I love your acting.” Kader told him.
“And I loved your movie too, man! Out of all those films at the Dhaka Film Festival last year, yours stood out more than anyone,” He exclaimed heartily by praising the Bangladeshi producer.
Wow Prosenjit just said he loved his movie! He meant…… this was the man who wrote and produced the film ‘Protihinsha’ three yrs ago which became a blockbuster in both the countries.
He was also a master of writing where anyone came from and the way his home town Kolkata can affect the major portion of the civilians. His movie actually inspired the Bangladeshi film-producer to write a movie about where he was from.
“Oh where are my manners! Must’ve left them back in Mumbai! Oh yes Kadersaheb, meet with her….. this here is someone who I am great friends with and of course liked her enough to use her in my movie!” Prosenjit introduced his colleague lady.
“No need to be introduced….. I’m a fan of her acting. Yes…. she is Raima…. granddaughter of Tollywood’s all-time best actress Lt. Suchitra Sen! At last I feel myself being honored by meeting with someone a talented actress like Raima Sen!” Kader exclaimed.
“Mr. Kadersaheb, thank you for inviting us here tonight! And by the way I really loved your movie, Priyatama. I loved the fact that you used Porimoni in the film as well. She is a great actress no doubt but is neglected in your country.” Raima praised the Bangladeshi sexy actress not feeling a little bit of jealousy.
For the first time in his life when Kader heard Raima speak to him and when he just liked to drink her beauty, he was in love with her at first sight. He had to have everything that was Raima Sen.
As they stood there talking and laughing about Tollywood’s present crisis, Prosenjit gave Kader his cell-number and decided to leave. Even he said to call him later to hang out and he would like to discuss with him about some of his future planning. Noticing their conversation, Nilay realised that there grew a pair and walked across the party.
Few moments later, Moushumi arrived there and joined with their discussion whom Kader himself would love to talk. It didn’t even matter that moment as he was talking to the most beautiful person not in Tollywood but in the Bollywood as well….. in his opinion.
Kader listened to her talk being totally mesmerized and he already knew that Raima was a smart knowing lady. She was highly educated…… graduated from the Presidency college and after that she completed her Master’s degree from the Kolkata university.
She could speak like five different languages but anyone could tell that she seemed to have everything already figured out.
They seemed to hit it off, so that Kader decided to get ballsy and ask for her number. To which Raima replied something that he didn’t expect. Her sexy smile turned into a look of being annoyed and angry. Quite frankly it scared him.
“Listen Kadersaheb! No doubt, I love your movie and I can tell that you are a genius and a youthful guy. But don’t think for a minute that I am going to walk up the stairs and shake my ass for you…. giving you the go ahead signal….. to do whatever you want with me in your room. That same room…. by the way… I noticed Rachana aunty walking in like twenty minutes ago!” She said angrily.
‘Damn! He was ten minutes to get up there before Rachana gets pissy!’ Kader thought.
“But yes, if you don’t mind, I would love to work with you because you are an amazing and talented producer…. probably one of the best I’ve ever seen,” she paused for a moment.
“Thanks Raimaji….. it’s my pleasure….” Kader reacted.
Raima continued, “However, never think, I’ll sleep with you to get a role in your movie because I’m better than that. Moreover I’m now in a steady and close relationship with Parambrata. So I would love to see you again around Tollywood but as a friend and maybe as a colleague.”
“Yes…. whenever you wished…..,” Kader interrupted.
“Thanks for that…. but please, think of me when you go to produce your next movie and remember that I’ve been in this Tollywood game ever since I was seven years old,” Raima said.
Kader smiled, “I know that…. even I’ve seen that movie in which your mother Munmundevi also played with you.”
“Thanks…. one thing more,, I will not fall for the other stuff that these other bimbos do. I really do want to get to know you and work with you Kadersaheb! Just give me a call sometime as a friend!” she said throwing her generous smile.
With that, Raima handed him her cell number and kissed him on the cheek as she turned and walked away. Kader noticed that she put a little extra swivel in her ass to torture him as she walked away.
However, one thing was for sure, he hadn’t been rejected by Raima and he was so in love with her at the first shight that it almost made him sick.
He rebounded quickly when he realised that he only had two minutes left. So he left Moushumi and Prasenjit….. however taking their permission and ran to the bar. Yes, he thought…. it was quite natural to have a revolving bar in this five-star mansion.
Fuck that! it would be awesome to have a mansion like this hotel. He thought as he threw back three shots of whiskey and turned around to see his cameraman Jakir yelling at him from across the way.
Oh Allah! I’m late…. Rachanaji must be pissed off….. No, he thought as he quickly ran upstairs. He noticed his buddy Nilay was gossiping with Sreelekha in the lobby as he moved towards his room cum office.
He walked down the hall and came up to the first door on the right where the door was slightly cracked. He peeked in to find Porimoni’s husband Zaman and with Koel….. however both were completely nude.
Zaman was on the bed on his stomach giving the lovely Koel and even lovelier naked he might add, the pussy eating of a lifetime. She was bucking her hips madly…… fucking his face and moaning like a horny bitch in heat.
Few minutes later, Koel pushed his head away from her pussy and announced, “Now….. it’s my turn.”
Quickly she rolled over beside Zaman and grasped his rockhard cock in her hands…. putting it in her mouth. Although she wasn’t a specialist in blowjob skill like her Sree aunty, still she had her own way of sucking dick and it was awesome.
She gave him slow head the entire time and moaned everytime she sucked him. She sucked him slowly for three minutes and then she pulled her mouth off from his cock….. keeping it between her two dangling melons.
As she stuck his salivating dick in between her spongy tits, Zaman squeezed them together and began fucking her luscious tits. They felt silky smooth as his hard meaty-rod moving up and down…… between the slippery valley of her boobies.
She would give his cockhead a little lick every now and again when it came up to her lips. He was almost ready to cum when she took him into her mouth again and started sucking…. faster and harder.
He felt her hot sticky saliva on his mushroom size cockhead as she sucked it hard. He felt the surging blood in his throbbing dick build up and he knew it was about time to spew his load.
“Ohhhhh….. Khankichudi Koel Barobhatari re! I’m gonna cum for you!” He cautioned the slim Tolly heroine.
“Yes baby, I want you to cum in my mouth and on my tits baby!” Koel moaned.
With that, she started sucking more and more until suddenly he shot a hot load…. a big one in her mouth. There was so much force that some leaked out of her mouth and onto her chin.
He then took his cock out of her mouth as she swallowed his salty muslim cream hungrily. He started spraying on her lovely perky tits….. down at her belly with his hot white semen.
When he was finished, she got off from the bed…. went into the bathroom and took a shower. After that she got out of the shower….. a wet ‘Arundhati” came back to bed….. fully naked and laid in the bed beside Zaman.
Zaman then took her boobs in his mouth one by one…. sucking on them for a while and ate her out until she came.
They lie there sometimes…. talking about the sudden insurgency of young actresses in Tollywood as well as the gloomy future of Tollygunge film industry.
However Kader watched them intently but didn’t disturb them and walked down the hall….. turned on highly by the live blueshow of his buddy, Nilay’s wife Koel with Zaman. He then peered into the the next room on the left and saw Porimoni…… butt naked…… fingering herself slowly.
She must be waiting for Nilay…. that lucky dog…. he thought. He stared at Porimoni and thought for her boobies size….. she had an enormous set of tits on her.
They looked phenomenal as well. She, as he listened her moaning, suddenly shrieked in ecstatic plaesure….. which turned him on even more. However not to mention of those gorgeous globes on her millk-white smooth chest, that attracted him most.
He finally reached the second room on the right and knocked on the door….. when all of a sudden the door swung open. A hand pulled him swiftly in the room and threw him on the bed.
He looked up to see a glorious sight like no other. Rachana was standing there in a black Saya ( Petticoat ) with a tight red bra…. causing her huge tits to almost burst through.
A small red Bindi on her forehead, three inches long trail of ‘Sindoor’ in her ‘Sinthi’……. along with a golden necklace and some golden bangles in her hands, made the mature Tolly heroine a real ‘Sexy-glamour-queen’ like Rituparna Sengupta. It seemed that she just came down from the heaven.
“I Can’t believe you made me wait up here for thirty minutes!” Rachana objected… “You’re gonna pay for that Kaderbhai!” She smiled with a sexy grin on her angelic face.
With that quickly she climbed on top of him…. laying flat on his hard muscular body. She then leaned over and kissed him passionately. He felt her soft sexy tongue massaging his coarse lips in a rythm that almost made him cum.
Kader felt her big boobs rubbing up and down his hairy chest as she made out with him and dry humped against his bulging crotch. Her mouth was hot which turned him on like there was no tomorrow.
As he sucked her tongue…. his hand ran down her silky back to her soft ass-gloves which he grabbed and squeezed through her Saya. She moaned in pleasure as she pressed her warm body more tightly.
Kader leaned up and she helped him taking off his jacket and shirt. Then she got off of him…. kneeling at the foot of the bed and pulling his pants off. She stood up leaving him in his briefs as she slowly unhooked her bra and let it drop.
He could’t see what he had always dreamed of this middle aged Tolly glamour-queen since he first saw her in the famous Tele-show ‘Didi No 1’…. as she kept her hands over them. Then with a innocent childish giggle, she let her hands drop and there they were….. at their best.
He realized that after two years her twin treasures became much more firm and larger than before when he last enjoyed them. They were probably the second loveliest pair of tits he had ever seen.
They weren’t as big as Sreelekha but not by much. Also they were a milky white color which was very sexy and he always preferred white women.
Kader was in no place ready to complain…. so he loosened the knot of her Saya which fell down quickly on the floor. As she didn’t wear her panties….. instantly there revealed her most valuable treasure, she had….. that Sreelekha didn’t.
Yes, very recently Sreelekha decorated her mons with a landing strip while Rachana had a completely shaved area like Porimoni. This turned him on a lot as he pulled her to him…. still sitting on the bed with her standing over him.
He kissed her smooth stomach and squuezed her fatty ass. She let out moans of pleasure as she got down on her knees and took off his briefs.
Instantly his nine inches coal-black Nigro-cock was free from it’s tight confinement. She looked at it hungrily and was glad to see that it was already hard.
So she bent down quickly and kissed the mushroom crown of his dick softly. This made his dick jump and quiver. She laughed at this but swiftly bent down and licked from the top of his dick…. down to his large sperm-filled hairy sack.
Her tongue felt so incredible….. he should have cum on her face right then and there. But he controlled himself as she sucked on his sack for two minutes…. stroking him continuously with her manicured fingers.
“God! you taste incredible Kaderbhai….. you know I prefer most of sucking a circumcised muslim Leora!” She said as she looked up at him.
“Yes dear…. I also like your hot mouth and want you to suck me dry baby! It’s after two yrs….. so long gap….” He also expressed his wish.
In return, she winked at him and then kissed him lovingly. She then moved down and licked up his ‘Cobra shaft’ to the top where she slowly stuck the tip in her mouth.
Using her jaw musscles, she slowly sucked down his dick….. like a snake slowly taking a mouse into it’s mouth. She got down further to about five inches when Kader pushed her head down on his cock and she gagged.
He thought that maybe she could deepthroat like Sreelekha used to do to him as he guessed the Tolly ‘Sex-glamour’ learned that somewhere else.
Rachana was one of the best cocksuckers in Tollywood, Kader thought….. even when she wasn’t giving 100% of her talent. He couldn’t think of many other throats he’d prefer his dick buried in.
He watched contentedly as several inches of his firm Nigro-shaft disappeared between her skilled crimson lipstick coated lips at slow, deliberate intervals. Although she wasn’t giving her 100% skill now, which she rarely did without encouragement, it made Kader to reach the highest level of his enjoyment.
Normally Rachana offered her topmost skills to please her younger partners. However some of them thought they were worth something without him and needed putting in their place a little more than others. They thought Rachana was one of the cheap slags with delusions of class that it was always more fun to break.
“Come on slut!” he growled, “I know you can do better than that!”
Rachana’s big eyes opened and glanced up as far as they could, not giving anything away. They closed again and her pace quickened slightly.
She removed her right hand, which had been placed on the tops of his hairy thigh and wrapped it softly around the base of his veiny shaft. She tightened her moist cherry lips around his stiff length and pulled out so that only the bulbous head of his prick remained inside her warm mouth.
“Aahh!” he gasped as she squeezed her hand slightly….. sending a wave of pleasure straight through him.
He gripped the headrests on the hotel’s modernized bed and flung his head back. Sensing his enjoyment, Rachana began punching up and down on his thick root while simultaneously twisting her wrist around his throbbing pole.
While her hand occupied the base, her expert lips continued to suck around the final inch or so of his meaty dong. Her head was twisting and her mouth beginning to slobber like a hungry dog. She was hoping to get him off as quickly as possible.
“Mmmmmm.” She moaned, quietly and convincingly.
Despite her utmost enthusiasm, Kader smiled wryly, there was a time when it might have taken a slap or two to get such a positive reaction so quickly but he still felt she needed a bit more taming.
“Did I tell you….. you could use your fucking hands?” he snarled suddenly which startled Rachana.
His intention was to grab her wrist and get her hand off his cock. He was enjoying the succulent moistness of her mouth so much that he wasn’t sure he could retain himself much longer.
It didn’t matter anyway because he’d trained this Tolly whore as well as one of Sonagachi bitches…… knowing that she would promptly place her soft hand back on the top of his thigh.
Yes, she gripped them for better leverage and sat up slightly from her kneeling position. She continued to pump her slavering mouth up and down the half of his chunky shaft. Her eyes were shut tight in what looked like concentration.
“That’s it bitch, suck my fucking fat dick!” he snapped as her bobbing head didn’t give away whether she even heard him.
“Oh yeah slut! Do you know how good you look with my big black cock down your throat?” he asked rhetorically as Rachana never miss a beat and kept up the wet suction on his shaft.
“Fucking cock-sucking slag. You’ve had plenty of practice at this…. haven’t you? Lost count of much dick you’ve blown?” he taunted the Tolly glamour-queen.
Straight sex, anal, oral, hand-jobs, whatever might be the case, they both knew that when the insults was attached with raw and obscene language…. it turned Kader to the highest and that’s why he was now about to shoot his creamy load.
So he forcefully gripped the back of her head, strands of her long, silky hair falling between his fingers. “Yeah bitch, faster!” he demanded, firmly but slowly trying to push her head further down his rock-hard prick.
Deep-throating was generally a movie-inspired myth, very few actresses could actually do it without gagging and Rachana was no exception.
But Kader loved watching the shock on the mature TV-hostess’s face when she thought that he was going to slam her pretty face down and embed his eager penis entirely down her throat.
Like clockwork, Rachana’s eyes opened wide as he tugged on her dark black hair with one hand. He pulled the panting TV-celeb’s skilled ruby lips off from his throbbing cock. He then gripped his swollen member with the other hand and aimed at her beautiful face.
If ever there was Kodak moment, this was it for Abdul Kader Sk. Quickly he raised himself from his lying position as Rachana knelt down in front of him…… being fully nude.
Her big, ripe tits not needing any help from the Wonder-bra to form a perfect cleavage that could put a couple of grand on any photo shoot fee. Her long, straight dark-black hair, which until around 15 minutes ago had looked like she just stepped out of the salon, was now slightly messier.
Her milky white flesh was glistening slightly with an almost invisible film of sweat but her makeup remained perfect.
Kader guessed she used that stuff they advertise on TV. Some famous make-up artist started extolling the virtues of the waterproof mascara….. used on the latest Tollywood film.
There didn’t exist a smudge on her face and not a smudge on the engorged stalk of his eager cock….. despite the fiery blow-job she’d just given.
Rachana’s eyes were wide and expectant….. her exhausted mouth was gaping open. Her ample chest was heaving as she gasped for air. A long, single strand of drool was hanging from one corner of her tender young lips.
She was still knelt on the bed, a purely high priced blue relaxing cushion on the 3rd floor of the famous five-star hotel. The room was modified what anyone would expect for a modernized office cum film-studio with different video tapes filled in a bookcase…..
One of it’s wall was covered with that huze bookcase and apart from it, at the far end, a sink was kept with a mirrored cabinet above it. Numerous photographs of Kader with the (predominantly female) actresses like Satabdi Roy, Debasree Roy, Mimi Chakraborty…. covered another wall.
Other important items….. like computer, hd camera, intercom to the secretary, paperwork, the usual crap on the desk, a couple of filing cabinets, a few plants, lights and a fine sofa were arranged beautifully.
Although Kader had christened himself now as a ‘Miracle Award Winner’….. some critiques could find fault with his lack of originality but not with his accurateness.
Now upon the sofa was Rachana’s sophisticated leather handbag and a pile of clothes….. recently thrown there. Her expensive Jamdani Saree, Saya, lacy bra and sleeveless blouse were crumpled underneath Kader’s black trousers, belt, shoes and socks.
There was a blue tie that hadn’t quite made it to it’s destination and was snaked across the floor in front of the settee. There were five objects between the currently locked door on one wall and the large window with the blinds shut on the other.
The objects were some luxurious chairs and desks…. which Kader’s clients and guests used, and of course the half-naked actresses. The other item was an arm-chair with a black suit jacket hanging on the back. Normally it was contained by Kader, a name so inconspicuous, it always aroused suspicion.
Previously, this Bangladeshi guy had been one of many unknown agents until a little amateur photography, with a little voyeurism. But a whole lot of luck turned him into one of Tollywood’s most prominent producer…. a few years ago.
Industry insiders rumored the fact that Kader started to operate alone his office with some mean, unlawful business. He’d accumulated quite an array of mostly young, B-grade Bong actresses. There was no doubt that he’d made mostly a lot of money in recent years.
For this instant however, he looked just like any other 25-something with his hand on his dick. To go with his great name was a very average looking man…. not ugly but not a head-turner.
He wasn’t not too skinny and not fat but highly muscular with a strong body. He was in his early 30’s with short, curly dark hair…. highly-styled in a messy fashion.
He normally wore a completely unbuttoned white shirt. He was black like an African Nigro, due to his Nigerian mother to whom his Bangladeshi father had married.
At present, his one hand was wrapped tightly around his own stiff cock ( another part of his appearance that was as immense as his name ). His other hand was however clutched a handful of the deep-black mane of the famous Tolly anchor.
“Don’t you dare close your mouth bitch!” hissed Kader as he glared into her eyes. “I know how much you loved swallowing this all down!”
Rachana knew what was going to happen. She just stared in glazy-faced at his slick bellend black pole….. awaiting for the forthcoming explosion of cum.
A couple of tugs on his bloated prick saw the first long strand of thick, creamy jizz fire towards Rachana. It landed just below her left eye and immediately started to dribble down slowly towards her lips.
She never tried to turn away through pure, disgusted reflex as Kader’s firm hand pulled on her hair…. compelled her to stay where she was. Moreover she herself didn’t want to miss a drop of his precious cream.
“You’re gonna take every last drop of my dirty cum….. you 3-rd class slut!” he snarled. With that another two similar strings followed, hitting Rachana’s lovely face with a couple more wads of his warm goo.
At last he was spent out and the final few drops of cum dripped onto the generous mound of her left boob. He released his grip on both his fading dick and her head. She instinctively raised a hand to scoop up his sticky seed from her face and drink it.
“Not yet whore, you know the drill”, Kader batted away her hand and reached down by the side of his pillow…. picking up his camera.
“Now open your mouth wide.” He chuckled.
Rachana raised a hand and gave him a OK signal with her finger. He smiled….. noticing her cooperation and said. “You’d better open your mouth Rachanaji and give me the impression of come-to-bed eyes…. like the slut you are…. Rachanaji.”
Obediently, Rachana opened her mouth as the small rivers of salty slime trickled down into her mouth.
SNAP…… SNAP……SNAP…..
Kader took his hd camera and framed Rachana’s cum covered beautiful face. Instantly the hard copy of that shot came out from the camera which he carefully placed on the bed beside him.
However the flash momentarily brought spots into Rachana’s vision. Taking his now sagging dick in his free hand he wiped it all over her spunk-coated face, smearing his goo into her skin.
SNAP…… Another shot….. this time of Rachana Banerjee’s jizz-coated features with an oozing cock resting on her chin. He placed this picture delicately next to the other on the bed.
He then aimed his flaccid prick at her closed mouth which she gladly took in her mouth. She started licking the sticky tool….. tried her best to clean it by swiping her tongue.
However she was disorientated from the camera’s bright flash as he quickly buried his prick in her mouth once again.
SNAP…… Picture number three.
“Don’t stop your cleaning….. you fucking slut.” Kader commanded, as Rachana obeyed with much more enthusiasm.
“SNAP…… Picture four” Kader announced as he took the final picture.
He came down from the bed…. placing the hd camera and the printed photographs on his desk. The first one was starting to develop clearly by this time. He then walked over the little sink in the corner to wash his dick and dry it.
“Fucking hell Rachanaji, I never get tired of you.” Kader said in very matter-of-fact tone as he towelled himself down, without looking at the ‘Didi No.1’.
“You really know how to suck a cock….. don’t you….. you horny slut? I bet your driver might have a great time with you in your house!”
“Thanks Kaderbhai…….” Said Rachana happily. However she became surprised to know how Kaderbhai was able to know her sleazy encounter with her driver.
“But you…..” She uttered somehow.
She contemplated…… grabbing the photographs of her sluttish proofs and decided to torn them apart but quickly changed her mind. He had plenty more where they came from….. even videos. She knew he had enough degrading material of her previous sexual escapades with him that took place two yrs ago.
So it wouldn’t be worth…. by risking his anger and to ensure the pictures of her nasty facial in the hands of the media. It might even mean that video of her…. with her driver which he had mentioned….. might see the light of day.
To be continued……
