Preity Ki Talashi

This is a fantasy story about Priety Zinta. I have written this story imagining that PZ has just entered bollywood. She was still not so much known face. Things were looking bad and future was also looking gloomy. So she decided to take up a job in a company. She appeared for the interview and, she got a job of secretary in the company. Her salary was 15K a month.

She joined the office. Ajit, a 50 year old well built man was her boss. He was at the manager’s post in the company. The company was into manufacturing micro transistors that were used in various electronic devices.. The transistors were very small in size. They could be hidden anywhere. But they were of a very high value (around 50K). Loss of even one transistor also meant a lot to the company. Ishan was the stock Ajit was the stock in-charge for these transistors. Security of transistors was Ajit’s responsibility. There was a High Security Electronic Safe in Ajit’s office in which these transistors were stored. Ajit used to count the transistors each day at the closing time. Things went on smoothly for a month.

The other day Ajit had counted that there were 50 transistors in stock. He hurriedly closed the Safe and went back home. The next morning PZ was already present in his room when reached office. She was wearing a red kurta and black salwar.She had left her hair untied from the back and therefore they were resting over her back. As it was Saturday, so as per company policy staff could wear any dress of their choice. PZ was looking very beautiful. Ajit’s boss (who was also the CEO of the company), Ishan informed him that today a big order of 45 transistors was to be dispatched. Ajit opened the safe and took out the box containing the transistors. He took the required 45 transistors and hurriedly packed them and went to dispatch department on first floor to complete dispatch formalities, leaving the box open with the remaining transistors. It took him 20 minutes. When he reached back he saw PZ was near the box and immediately shifted near the cupboard, as if she was surprised to see him back so soon. He counted the transistors in the box and .to his horror he saw that only 4 were remaining. This meant that one was missing. Ajit got shock of his life. He was responsible for the safety of transistors. Loss of one transistor could cost him his job. He was searching for alternatives in his mind.

He didnt say anything and called Ishan from his phone, “Sir its urgent can you please come here. I cant leave the room because the safe is open and transistors are in also kept in open. Sir pls come fast. Its serious.” Ajit tried to talk in a very soft tone and appeared genuinely scared.PZ couldn't understanding what was going on but didn't bother to ask Ajit because he looked too tensed and angry.

In a couple of minutes the door opened and a well built, tall man entered. He was Ishan. “Kya hua Ajit mujhe aise kyn bulaya. Aur order abgi ak tayar kyun nahi hua. Ishan asked in his commanding voice

Ajit- Sir wahi batane k liye apko bulaya hai.

Ishan- Kyun kya hua

Ajit- Sir kal raat ko jab mein office se gaya tha tab meine transistors gin k rakhe the safe mein 50 the. Usme se meine 45 dispatch kar diye. Main dispatch karne gaya tha tab 5 baki the box mein lekin abhi jab mein laut k aaya to ...

Ishan- To kya (Ishan asked impatiently)

Ajit- To... To.. sirf 4 hi bache.

Ishan- KYA??

Even PZ was shocked.

Ishan- Tumhe iska matlab pata hai na Ajit. Agar agle 10 minute mein tumne wo transsistor dhoond k nahi nikala to mein tumhe naukri se nikal dunga. Abhi isis waqt. (Ishan said, boiling with anger.)

Ajit- Sir maine kuch nahi kiya. Mujhe lagta hai ki transistor chori hua hai.

Ishan- Chori hua hai to chor ka naam batao. Sirf chori hua hai bolne se nahi chalega.

Ajit- Sir PZ ne churaya hai.

Hearing these words PZ turned pale and as if earth shook beneath her feet.

PZ- Sir maine nahi churaya.

Ishan- To kay sir jhooth bol rahe hain?

PZ- Haan (Sternly)

SLAP (Ajit slapped her right cheek so hard that her face got turned)

PZ began to sob.

PZ- Sir mera vishwas kijiye. Meine nahi churaya

Ajit- Jhooth bole rahi hai Sir. Ye jhooth bol rahi hai. (Ajit deposited another slap on her right cheek) Her cheek was now crimson.

Ishan kept watching and did not say anything.


PZ- Sir meine chori nahi ki hai (She began to cry)

Ajit-. Ye batao, tumhe kal paise ki zaroorat thi na?

PZ- Ji sir thi. Bhai ki admission fees bharni hai.

Ajit- Aur maine paise nahi diye

PZ- Ji nahi diye

Ajit- Sir isliye isne mere peeche se transistor churaya

PZ- Sir mera vishwas ki jiye pls. Maine nahi churaya. Main apke samne haath jodti hun mere pe aisa ilzam mat lagaye. (She said with folded hands)

Ishan Tumhe pata hai na ye kitne ka hai ek transistor?

PZ- Ji Sir. Pata hai

Ajit- Batao

PZ- Sir 50 hazar ke aas paas ka. Ek baar apki file mein dekha tha

Ajit- Dekha sir isey daam bhi pata hai. Ye isey bech degi aur isey pase mil jayenge.
Mein jab wapas aaya to ye box ke paas khadi thi. Mere peechey se hi churaya hai isne.

PZ- Sir meine nahi churaya

Ajit- Mere pechey se koi aur aaya tha is kamre mein?

PZ- Nahi Sir

Ajit- Phir aur kaun chura sakta hai

PZ-Sir meine nahi churaya

Ishan- Ek kaam kartey hain. Detector se dhoond lete hain transistor. Abhi pata chal jayega ki kahan hai.

Ishan called Sumeet, his assistant from hi mobile and said, “Sumeet jaldi se detector le k aao”

Ishan- Bas abhi pata chal jayega.

Within no time Sumeet entered with a long instrument, (like the one guards use to check underneath the vehicles.

Ishan- Sumeet jara dhoondo, ek transistor kho gaya hai. Koi bhi apni jagah se nahi hilega.

Sumeet pressed a button on the instrument and a lound alarm started ringing. Ajit’s face brightened with happiness. “Sir dekha meine kaha tha na ki isi ne churaya hai. Isi k paas hai.”

Even PZ was startled but something stuck her mind. “Sir ye awaz to in transsiteors ki wajah se aa rahi hai. Sir pls mera vishwas kijiye mere paas koi transistor nahi hai”

Ishan- Sumeet is box ko mere room mein jaldi rakh ke aao.

Ishan switched off the instrument and went out with the box and returned in a minute

Sumeet- Sir sambhal k cupboard me rakh diya hai.

Ishan- Good. Chalo ab on karo. Agar abhi bhi awaz ayi to iska matlab...

Sumeet- switched on the instrument and to PZ’s surprise the alarm again got activated. Eveyone in the room stared at her

Ajit- Ab bolo

PZ began to cry. “Sir kya pata nechey gir gaya ho”

Ishan- Uff ye ladki. Sumeet carpet pe trace kar.

As Sumeet went to the farther corner of the room to trace the transistor the sound nearly stopped. Summet understood the meaning and imidiately came back and stood in front of PZ and to PZ’s horror the sound became very loud.

Ishan- Band kar de Sumeet.

There was silence in the room

Ishan- Ab bolo

Ajit- Bolna kya hai. Ab to proof bhi hai. Isi ne chori ki hai.

PZ- Sir maine chori nahi ki hai. Meri baat maniye

Ishan- PZ sab saboot tumhare against hain. AB to tum ye batao ki kahan chupaya hai transisitor.

PZ- Sir mere paas nahi hai. (crying)

Ishan- Dekho PZ sidhi tarah se de do nahi to tumhari talashi leni padegi.

PZ- Sir pls aisa mat kahiye. Mein chor nahi hoon.

Hearing the commotion in Ajit’s room, Meeta, (the only lady officer in the company) came running. She was very arrogant. She was not liking the job off late.

Meeta- Kya hua Sir. Itna shor kyun?

Ajit- PZ ne transistor churaya hai.

Seeing another lady PZ felt some ray of hope for escaping this torture. “Nahi madam maine nahi churaya. Sir log meri talashi lena chahte hain. Aap boliye na sir ko ki aisa na karen.”, PZ said.

Meeta- Agar tumne chori nahi ki to kya problem hai lene do talashi.

PZ- Lekin madam...

Meeta- Jo karna hai karo yaar. Mein to is naukri se tang aa gayi hu. Mein to ye batane aayi thi ki mein aaj se resign kar rahi hu. Tum log ko notice period ki jo bhi salary deduct karni hai wo deduct k mera account settle kar dena.Mera resignation Ishan ki tablr pe hai.

Saying this she stormed out of the office. Everyone was surprised at sudden change. PZ’s only ray of hope also lost.

Ajit- Sir iska kya karen. (pointig towards PZ, trying to bring back conversation)

Ishan- Karna kya hai. Police ko bulao. PZ tum jail jane ki tayari karo.

PZ- Sir pls police ko mat bulaiye.

Ishan- To hume talashi lene do. Nahi to pata hai police to nanga kar ke poochgi

PZ was crying helplessly by now. Hearing PZ cry Hardeep, (another officer) also entered. Meeta had told him the whole story.Seeing so many males in the room with no chances to escape PZ surrendered. But made a last attempt “Sir pls mein chor nahi hu. Mujhe jane dijiye.”

Ishan- Talashi lo iski (Ishan signalled Sumeet to carry out the proceedings)

Ajit- Ek ek kapda utar ke dejho iska.

Summet stood in front of her. PZ was sobbing. She had her hands accross her chest.
Sumeet squatted down to a level that his face was in front of PZ’s legs. He held her legs from her ankels with both his hands and started running his hands over themas he moved upwards, pressing her legs with each move. He was slowly covering every inch of her leg. From her legs he reached her calf, pressing it over her clothes. Meanwhile PZ continued sobbing. Now Sumeet’s hands had reached the hem of her Kurta. He slow ran his hands over her Kurta, starting from her hips, slowly moving to her lower back and then her waist. PZ nearly died in shame for being in this situation. Never in her life she had imagined that she would be frisked by a male in presence of other males to search for a thing which she hasn't stolen. PZ’s arms being across her chest were touching her waist, so Sumeet pulled them apart with a jerk. Then he slowly ran his hands through her hair resting over her back, covering every inch of her back. Then he brought his hands down slowly running them down through her shoulders, way down to her arms. PZ was crying harder now. Then he started probing her front. He pressed his hands over her salwar covered pussy, taking comparatively longer time. Then he moved upwards touching her navel and moving further to her midriff then slowly reaching the undersude of her breasts then moving further upwards cuppng a breast each in her hand. He pressed her breasts so hard that she gasped in pain. Then he slowly ran his hands simultaneously over her breasts feeling every inch of the same. Then he even pinched her nipples “Aaaaiii”, she yelled.. “Bata kahan hai transistor nahi to tera bura haal kar dunga.”, Sumeet screamed. Then he continued slowly probing the upper part of her chest reaching her neckline.

Sumeet- Nahi mila Sir

Ajit- Muh mein dekh, andar chupaya hoga

Sumeet- Muh khol

PZ shook her head in negation.

Sumeet- Mana karti hai wo bhi mujhe.

Sumeet- pulled her hair so hard that her head got pulled backwards and she screamed “Aaaaaaaaaaaaa”, rendering her mouth wide open. Hardeep- Main iska muh pakad ke rakhta hoon, aap aram se check kijiye.

To her surprise Sumeet inseted whole of his left hand in her mouth and started moving his hand inside to search for the transistor. “Oooooooo Ooooooooo”, was the only sound PZ could utter in protest. Then she felt his hand touching the opening of her throat as a result PZ felt like to puke and uttered “Oooooooowhhhaaakk”. To avoid getting his hand drenched in her puke Summet brought his hand out at once with a jerk. PZ felt relieved and didn't puke.

Sumeet- Muh mein bhi nahi hai sir

Ajit- Baal khol iske. Kya pata balon mein chupaya ho. Ladkion ke baalo mein itni choti cheez to aa hi sakti hai. (Ajit wanted her to be seached everyehere. After all it was he who was responsible for the loss and dindnt want to be thrown out of job)

Sumeet pulled the hair clips in front part of her head and threw them on the ground. “Aaii” she screamed. All her hair came loose. Sumeet then ran his fingers through her hair. After a couple of minues he declared, “Yahan bhi nahi hai Sir”

Ishan- Phir kahan gaya. Bata kahan hai transistor warna aur bhi tareeke hain hamare paas cheezein dhoondne ke.

Ajit- Bade room mein chal ke iski achese talashi lete hain, Ajit suggested.

Everyone agreed. In a flash Sumeet lifted her on her shoulders, with her head facing backwards and legs dandling and moved out of the room.

“Mujhe chhod do. Chhodo mujhe”. PZ protested, but the man carrying her was very strong. Waking through the corridor they entered a bigger room. Probably it was Ishan’s bedroom fro relaxing in the office. Sumeet made her stad on the floor while others took the chairs kept in the room as if a movie was about to begin.. Then he suddenly grabbed her from behind and started pressing her breasts. “Chhhod do Mujhe Chhhod do Mujhe” she started protesting trying to get out of the bondage of his strong hands. “Kahan hai transistor”, Sumeet asked, strangulating her by pressing her neck. “Mmmmmmmere ppaaas nnnahi hhhai. Mmmmmmujhe chhod ddddo”, she cried, trying to speak.He then ran his hands slowly caressing her breasrs over her Kurta and asked her again, “Bata de warne chhodunga nahi’, he asked sofly in her ears. Then he kissed her right cheek from behind then lifted her hair and kissed her neck. He then pushed her hard and she bumped into the cupboard kept in the corner. He asked her again “ Kahan hai transistor” and she repeated the same answer “Mujhe nahi Pata” SLAP. Sumeet- “Kahan hai transistor” PZ- “Mujhe nahi Pata” SLAP Sumeet- “Kahan hai transistor” PZ- “Mujhe nahi Pata” (This time crying and then she fainted in Sumeet’s arms. Sumeet kissed her “Pooch” “Pooch” then lifted her and dumped her on the bed. After that all of them went out of the room.

When PZ gained consciousness she found her lying on the bed curled up, with her sandals removed and nobody present in he room. She thought of running away but as she reached the door she found that it was locked. She returned and sat on the bed. Hearing the sounds everyone came inside. Ajit sat next to her and asked “Neeend ache se aayi” and everyone burst into laughter. “Chal ab bata de Kahan hai transistor” he continued. PZ- Sir main sach kah rahi hoon. Maine nahi lia. He then pushed her and she fell flat on the bed. “Ab tu dekh chori karne ki saza”, Ajit said. He pulled her Kurta from the neckline and “Prrrrrrrr”, it tore from the centre revealing her lacy white bra and her bare mdriff. Then he ran hsi hands through her pubic region over the salwar to find the string. He frisked her for about a minute and located the string. He just loosened it and pulled it down slightly, just enough to reveal her white lacy panty. Then he pulled her panty only enough to reveal her pussy. He was impressed to see a pink, cleanly shaven tight pussy.Then he sat on the bed betwwen her legs and unzipped his fly. He then pulled out his 6’’ member from hsi blue underwear. PZ got frightened. He immediately inserted his member without watingfor a second. She began screaming “Aaaaaaaiiiiiii Mujhe chhod do Mujhe chhod do” Her pussy was very tight but within two strokes he succeded in breaking her seal and she yelled her lungs out “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii”. Never in her worst dreams she thought that she would lose IT like this.Then he pulled her legs to the side which brought her salwar further down. He also pulled her panty upto her ankels. He then started doing it faster. “Thump Thump Thump ThumpThump ThumpThump ThumpThump ThumpThump Thump”, he must have done more than 100 strokes at a strech. He then undressed completly and jumped back on the bed. He lifted her legs and put on his shoulders and then began thumping again “Aaaiiiiaaa Aaaiiiiaaa Aaaiiiiaaa Aaaiiiiaaa”, she was yelling with each thump but htis time the speed was slower. After a bit more thumping he began kissing her. She covered her face to protect herself but he pulled her hands apart. He then started doing the kiss and thump combo lying on her. “Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa”.“Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa”“Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa”“Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa”“A​aaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa”“Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa”“Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa”“Aaa​aaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa” she kept yelling. Then he sat up straight but continued thumping her pusy with his cock “Thump” ThumpThumpThumpThump” Meanwhile he ripped her brs to reveal the firm boobs. He kept caressing her boobs and continued fucking. “ThumpThumpThumpThumpThumpThumpThumpThumpThumpThumpThumpThumpThumpThumpThumpThum​pThumpThumpThumpThump”. PZ was also shouting now AaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaAaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaAaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaAaaaaaaa​iiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaAaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaAaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaAaaaaaaaiiiiiiii​aaaaaaaaAaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa” This continued for another ten minutes then he turned her to make her lie on her stomach and baring her ass in front of him.. She understood what was next. So as a protection she covered her ass with her hand but he forced her hand away and began fucking her ass. It was ao painful for her that she was howling “Aaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaa “, after a couple of minutes he too got tired. He then stated spanknig her ass cheeks SALP “Aaaaaaaah” SALP “Aaaaaaaah” SALP “Aaaaaaaah” SALP “Aaaaaaaah”, she yelled after each slap. He then stood on the bed, pulled her closer from the back and started fucking her ass again “ Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa” she kept yelling as he spanked her intermittently. After fucking her like this for some more time he fell on the bed beside her as he was too tired now.

She kept sobbing. Then Ishan stood up alongwith Hardeep. Hardeep made her sit in his lap, holding her hands to her sides to avoid protest, while Ishan began kissing her brests. “Poooch Aaah Poooch Aaah Poooch Aaah Poooch Aaah” He sucked her breasts and fondled with them pressing them after each kiss. “Mujhe Chhod Do please”, she begged but none was in mood to hear her.”Poooch Aaah Poooch AaahPoooch Aaah Poooch AaahPoooch Aaah Poooch Aaah”, he continued.

Then he pulled back her panty and Salwar and pulled her torn Kurta in plsce. She thought it was done. But Ishan took out sissors from his drawer and started cutting her salwar from the front. .He showered the pieces of cloth on her.He had completely cut the panty and salwar from the front side. Thus she was naked wasit down wit hher pussy clearly visible Ishan then licked her pussy for sometime.. Then he turned her over and made another hole in the panty to reveal her ass. Then he fingered her ass for another few minutes. Then he brought a dildo from his drawer and put it in her mouth and she reluctantly sucked it. Then he put the dildo on her breast over her nipples. She was feeling helpless. Then Ishan licked her feet. After licking each toe he would do “Aaaahhhh, Maza aa gaya” Meanwhile Ajit fucked her pussy with the dildo.

Then Ishan ripped all her remainig shredded clothes and foced her lips on his. She didint open her mouth so he pressed her nose and she had to open her mouth ot breathe. “UmmmmmmmmmUmmmmmmmmmUmmmmmmmmmUmmmmmmmmmUmmmmmmmmmUmmmmmmmmmUmmmmmmmmmUmmmmmmmm​m”, was only thaat could be heard.

Then Ishan forced his cock into her mouth and asked her to suck it. After some time he cummed all over her face.

After that everyone left the room while she lay on the bed crying. After sometime she called the police and narrated the incident. The police (both lady police and the male police) came within few minutes.The lady police collected her shredded pieces of clothes. She was wrapped in a sheet and taken to hospital for checkup. Meanwhile the male police arrested the gents with the “Lost transistor”

Preity Zinta on the set of Happening (Main aur Mrs Khanna)

The cameraman Peter watched as Preity Zinta walked off the set to her vanity van. She had just finished shooting the item song Happening. She looked insanely hot in that pink blouse. And those TITS!! He had never thought her breasts were that big, but it was the outfit she wore for this song that had really shown how huge they were. The way they had bounced. . . If only he had the drugs with him, he would have her right now. Maybe some other time.

"Hey you," said a guy who he recognized as Preity's spot boy, walking towards him, "Preity ma'am wants to see you in her van right now. Come with me."

He looked kinda angry. Had she seen him looking at her? The lust in his eyes would've been visible a mile away. This could go bad.

He followed the spot boy to the van. "Go in," said the spot boy as soon as they arrived. He climbed into the van.

Preity Zinta was sitting in front of a mirror, doing her make up, her back to him.

"You wanted to see me?"

"Yes. What is your name?"

"Peter."

There was a pause. She kept doing her make up. He could see her front reflected in the mirror. He just couldn't take his eyes off those breasts.

"They're 34D, in case you're wondering," she said.

He was taken aback. "I-I'm sorry?"

"Cut the bullshit. I know you were staring at my tits. I saw you earlier also."

Fuck. He had no idea what to say. What was she going to do? Get him fired? Hand him to the cops? It wasn't like he had committed a crime. But then again, she was a film star and he was just a cameraman. She could fuck his life up badly if she wanted.

"Don't worry," she said, surprising him, "You're not in trouble."

He waited. He didn't know what to say anyway.

"Do you think I'm hot?" she asked.

"Y-yes," he said.

She got up and turned around to face him. "Then feel my tits."

His jaw dropped. What the fuck?! Was this a trap? Would she sue him for sexual assault if he did it?

"You know," she said, "I'm almost 35 years old. I haven't done a film in god knows how long. There are much younger actresses out there. I had to resort to doing an item number to be in a movie. My career is probably over, my IPL team is doing badly, I broke up with my boyfriend, and worst of all, I haven't been fucked in a year."

He was stunned. And yet, he knew that this was his area of expertise. Confidence came to him. "So is that what you'd like me to do?"

"Yes," she said immediately.

No pretense or beating around the bush. I like that. It was play time. He took a step forward and put his hands on her breasts, gently caressing them. He put his thumbs where he knew her nipples would be and started rubbing them. He could feel them turning hard underneath the blouse. She closed her eyes. He squeezed her tits. She hissed in pleasure and arched her head back, an orgasmic frown on her brow. He leaned forward and sucked her throat. Spending a good minute or so there, he moved down to her chest and sucked harder. Her skin was delicious. He moved down through her breasts to her stomach, opening his mouth wide and sucking as hard as he could. She was moaning with pleasure as he made it down to her navel.

He stood up and she looked into his eyes. She undid her blouse from the back. It slid down to the ground, revealing the biggest, most beautiful breasts he had ever seen in his life. He stared at them with his eyes wide open.

"Suck on them," she said.

He barely waited for her to finish the sentence and dove right in. He opened his mouth and took in as much of her right breast as was possible, sucking as hard as he could. A feverish excitement came over him as he moved on to her left breast, sucking hard. He bit her nipple and heard her wince in both pain and pleasure. He sucked every inch of those huge breasts to his heart's content and then retracted as he felt her hand pushing his head away.

"You've had your fun, now its my turn," she said, and dropped to her knees. She unbuttoned his pants and took out his monster cock, which was as hard as a rock by now. She looked up into his eyes with such lust that he almost came. She held his dick in her hand, jacking it off slowly. Then she took a breath, and took it in her mouth. He could feel her tongue underneath his dick, slurping and sucking. She moved his dick back and forth in her mouth, every now and then looking up at him with those lusty eyes.

After about 15 minutes, she got up and took off her petticoat. He saw that she wasn't wearing any underwear. This one is the biggest whore. She lifted her right leg up, leaning against her dressing table. He held her right leg and put his dick into her cunt. She gasped as it maxed out. He took it out and pushed it back in again, harder this time. She moaned, the frown on her brow intensifying.

"Harder," she said, "go harder."

In and out and in and out he went, building up pace. She started screaming as he went faster and faster, and they were screams of someone who had been really horny for really long. He put her right leg onto his shoulder and grabbed her breast with his now free hand, squeezing it so hard that his fingernails were digging into it, leaving marks. He was going really fast now, ramming his cock deep into her pussy with a thudding noise, maxing out every time.

"Oh my fucking god that's so fucking deep it hurts!" she screamed. Her screams kept getting louder and her tits were bouncing with every rhythmic motion. He was sure that the van was shaking and people outside could hear her, but he just kept fucking her harder and harder until finally, she let out an almighty scream and juice squirted from her pussy and wet his dick.

"Keep on fucking," she said, "keep on fucking." He kept on going, harder still, and she came again, squirting more juice.

"When you're there," she said, "cum in my mouth."

That was enough for him. "Are you ready?" he asked.

"Yeah," she said, her voice high pitched and hoarse from all the screaming.

"Get down." She dropped to her knees with her mouth wide open, an orgasmic frown on her brow. He placed the tip of his dick on her outstretched tongue, his hand on her head, and jizzed right into her mouth. Some of it landed on her nose and lips, but most of it she swallowed, licking his cock with such hunger that he had never seen before.

"Thanks for that," she said as she got up, "now get the fuck out of my van."

Preity Zinta Need To Get Cold

Preeti Zinta was bored at home. She had nothing to do. She neither had any shooting nor had any other appointments. Also all her family members were out. Only the servants were at home and they were busy with their works. She had no one to talk. Finally, she decided to go to her pool. She slipped into her swim suit and jumped into the pool. All alone, she swum and swum until she was very tired. At last she decided to leave the water. She was lying in her back yard, letting the sun's rays bake her. Her normally quick mind felt sluggish in the heat, and she finally decided She sighed and turned on her back, wincing as the glare hit her eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun as an almost physical presence. Preeti ran her hands down her body, flicking the sweat away in large droplets, testing to see if she were sufficiently greased with suntan lotion. She decided she could use some more, and rolled over to get the bottle, pouring some in her hand and beginning to massage it into her body in quick strokes.

She was clothed in a very brief bikini, one which she hadn't dared to wear to the public - a mere two scraps of cloth around her generous breasts and hips, scarcely containing their bounty. She uses it when she travels to any foreign country. She ran her oiled hand across the tops of her exposed breasts and shoulders, down the sleek curve of her belly and over her firm-fleshed thighs. The touch of her own hand made her sigh again, luxuriously, and she wished she could strip off the two tiny pieces of cloth and offer herself nude to the sun, like some pagan goddess. She laughed at the thought, wondering what if her servants and neighbors find her in that position in her backyard.

"Of course, it is very private," she mused, playing with the thought and then rejecting it as too dangerous. "Still, I could lower my straps." So thinking, she untied the suit at her neck and removed the straps, baring her chest to the sun, her breasts swelling upward, only the nipples covered. She ran her hand over her body again, admiringly, shivering at the sensations her lazy hand evoked. She squinted around the yard. It was as if she were completely alone in the world - the heat shimmered in the air, and no sound broke the stillness of the afternoon. She smiled to herself as her hand continued its journey over her body, spreading the oil in a thin film and massaging it deeply into her skin. She lay back and relaxed, emptying her mind of all but the sensations of her body. Her hand moved with a will of its own now, caressing her breasts lightly, rubbing her belly in rounded circles, touching her hips briefly in passing. One finger slipped under the tiny bit of cloth circling her hips and teasingly touched her pubic hair.

Preity gasped at the contact, but did not stop, only arching her hips slightly to give her hand freer rein. She masturbated quite frequently, trying to satisfy the urges of her healthy body, and had found that she could please herself as any guy can. She tried to stop thinking about getting fucked, but the feelings evoked by her hand were too strong. Her finger slipped inside her bikini and dug at her pubes. She moaned and opened her legs, letting the finger slide into her moist canal. Oblivious to anything but her own recollections of lust and present need, she fingered herself brutally, hoping to give herself the release she needed. Her finger slipped easily into her cunt, sliding back and forth, around and around, sending twinges of pleasure through her nerves. Preeti closed her eyes against the sun, feeling it press against her. It was almost like being fucked by the sun, she thought in a daze, as her body responded to her finger and her hips began to buck up and down in the movements of intercourse. She masturbated frantically in her back yard, her body quaking with remembered lust. She could feel her orgasm coiling in the pit of her stomach, ready to explode and flood her. She gritted her teeth and slid another finger into her bikini, searching for the extended nub of her clitoris. As she touched it, her body shivered and her cunt poured forth a quantity of pussy juices, drenching her fucking and. "Oh ... fuck ... fuck me, ...oh ... God! Fuck meee ...", she strummed her clitoris with her finger. Waves of heat engulfed her as her hand sank deeper into her cunt, probing the walls, scraping her insides and making her shudder with orgasm. She bucked against her hand, imagining it to be her lover's prick, wishing with all her heart that it was. She needed a man inside her - a real man. She groaned in dismay, feeling her orgasm subside and dissipate leaving her strangely empty inside. She had cum - the physical motions had all been there - but something was missing.

I need a man, she thought to herself, lying in her back yard, her legs spread, her fingers still inserted in her cunt. She was exhausted, drained. With a great effort, she opened her eyes and squinted around, wondering dazedly what time it was. Her eyes passed over the men standing in front of her, then returned. She stared at them a minute in complete horror, a cold snake of fear hitting her vitals at the discovery. She wondered feverishly who they were. But she was unable to do so as a result of being under the hot sun for a long time and also for the great feeling she just experienced. She even lost her power to act quickly.

Slowly, the men formed a circle around Preeti. Still shocked, she saw her audience gathered around. Some had removed their shirts. They were her servants. One, the gardener, was about 40 years old. The two security guards were about 30 and 21. One was her neighbor with the stereotypical macho look-very muscular and tanned. The last man was her cook, black and about 6'.

She let out a small scream and reached for her bathing suit. The men approached and surrounded her as she fumbled with the suit, trying to find the openings. They knelt next to her, enclosing her in their circle. All the while they were complimenting her on her performance. She was panicking, she took a long time to even begin to get her suit on. In the meantime she kept pleading for them to leave, not paying much attention to their comments. Soon one of the men reached out and stroked her arm. By this time her suit was almost back on and she started to stand up. The men stood around her, not letting her leave the patio despite her appeals. By this time they each were rubbing some part of her body, her arms, legs, neck, or back. They stayed away from the more private areas.

Preeti tried to force her way out of the ring but doing so only brought her in contact with one or another of the men. They kept begging her to stay saying that they wouldn't hurt her. That they only wanted to talk. She looked around but could see no escape. Again she push against one of the men but he only embraced her, rubbing his bare chest against her. After a few awkward moments one of the men embraced her from behind. Two others on each side of her each grabbed a leg. Together the three men laid her back on the patio.

She struggled trying to break free but this only caused the other two to each grasp an arm. They held her down as she struggled. After a few moments she tired a little and each man

held a limb in one hand while stroking her legs, arms, or neck with the other. The man at her head cradled her against his crotch as he sat cross-legged. She continued her verbal pleas but slowed her physical resistance. The men continued massaging her gently. Despite her objections she began to relax and obviously enjoy the ministrations the five pair of hands were giving her.When she was fully relaxed, they loosened their grips with their other hands and soon ten hands were caressing her. They passed around the bottle of oil and began to smooth it over areas of her exposed flesh. The man at her head began moving his strokes from her face and neck ever so slowly, millimeter by millimeter onto her upper chest. At the same time the men working on her legs moved higher and higher up her thighs. The men on her arms soon stroked their entire length pausing at the straps on her shoulders.

The large black man had her right arm, the neighbor her right leg, the gardener her left leg and the two security guards her left arm and head. They kept their touching away from her private areas which helped her to relax further. Soon they prodded her to roll over onto her stomach. She did this with a look of concern and curiosity. They continued to massage her legs, arms, and back. They worked the oil into her gently. She closed her eyes and moaned softly. The men working her legs moved higher and higher and soon began stroking the exposed areas of the cheeks of her ass. Slowly they moved her suit aside little by little until more and more of her ass was exposed. She looked back over her shoulder and tried to reach back to pull her suit out of her crack but her arms were gently restrained by the men working her upper body. They were soon massaging her cheeks gently and sensuously. She again relaxed and closed her eyes. The men working her upper body slowly pulled aside the straps of her suit so they could have unimpeded access to her shoulders. Again she tried to oppose the action but was gently stopped.

They pull her straps further and further down her arms until the top front of her bathing suit pressed against the ground stopped its progress. At this point they tugged a little harder until it began to slide down over her breasts which were against the pavement. This cause her to move her arms up in an attempt to push herself up. This only caused her to loosen the pressure against her body and the bathing suit and allowed the men to pull it down clear to her waist, exposing her breasts against the patio. She immediately dropped back to the ground, attempting to cover herself. She moaned a scared, almost crying response. The men further reveal her back to the sun and had greater access to her entire back. Her suit now just barely covered her waist and down her crack. The men continued their massage now almost having full access to her entire backside. She soon again relaxed and slowly closed her eyes.

This continued for about another 15 minutes. They then prodded her to turn over onto her back. She reached down and brought her suit up over her breasts and began to turn over. Once in a seated position she began to reinsert her arms into the straps of the suit but the men gently forced her back and pulled her arms away from the straps. She again moaned her disapproval. She started to say something but realized it would be of no avail and lay back against the pavement. She had, however, recovered her breasts. The men again began their sensuous massage. This time the men on her legs became a little more bold in their movements along her legs and up her thighs. Occasionally they would bump up against her crotch and indirectly rub her cunt with the side of their hands as they rubbed her upper thighs. The men working her arms and upper chest became also more daring and reached more and more under her bathing suit top toward her breasts. In doing so they pushed further and further aside the material of her bathing suit. Soon she relaxed and again slowly closed her eyes.

The man at her head lowered it to the ground, got up and disappeared around the side of the house. About one minute later he reappeared-naked. His cock slowly rising in a semi-erect state. He approached quietly and tapped the black man on the shoulder. The naked man reached down and took the place of the black man who got up and also went around the corner of the house. The naked man positioned himself so Preeti's arm and hand were between his kneeling legs-her hand inches below his dangling balls. The black man reappeared sporting a huge member, also semi-erect. He approached and tapped off the man on her other arm. The black man then placed himself in a position similar to the man over her right arm. Each man took his turn disrobing around the corner. Preeti was totally oblivious to this activity. All the while the men continued their boldness in exposing her breast and rubbing her crotch through her suit. It was obvious that despite her objections she was enjoying the attention. By the time the men were all naked her suit had been pulled down almost to her waist and the men working her upper body had full access to her stomach and breasts. She was breathing deeply and her chest heaved slightly with each breath-a noticeable sign of excitement.

The dirty gardener, who was working her legs, reached up and moved aside the crotch over her suit. This caused Preeti to open her eyes and try to reach toward her exposed cunt. This action only brought her in contact with two excited cocks. She looked left and right and all around and surveyed the situation. Seeing all these men naked and in various states of excitement caused her to struggle more violently to escape. The men held her tighter. The gardener grabbed the sides of her bathing suit and said, "O.K. Enough of the appetizers. Let's get to the main course." With that he quickly jerked down the suit totally exposing her fully naked body. She tried to kick and squirm but to no avail. She moaned half crying. The gardener then reached over to the lubricant and drooled a large amount down on her pubic hair and over onto her cunt lips. He gently reached forward and rub it into her lips while two of the men held her legs apart. He rubbed her clitoris for a minute or two and then slowly worked his middle finger into her vagina. "Boys, she doesn't need any lubricant. She's wetter than we thought." He reached down and stroked his own cock with lubricant back and forth until it stood totally erect.

He then told the other men to lift her up. Each man cradled a part of her body, controlling her squirming. They brought her up to waist height. The gardener then stepped forward between her legs and rubbed his cock up and down her moist slit. She begged him not to fuck her but her pleas were not even heard. The men at her upper body lifted her head so she could see the cock parting her lips. Slowly he began to insert just the tip a little bit at a time into her vagina. Moving back and forth he lingeringly entered her. After a few minutes of this teasing he was fully inserted. This was here first real cock other than mine she had ever experienced. The other men began to rock her back and forth on his turgid cock. He commented on how great it felt. Preeti looked down between her legs watching intently. She appeared as if she didn't know whether to enjoy it or to fight back. She slowly began to respond. The gardener moved her legs up over his shoulders until her knees were locked up over them. He signaled the others to lowered her to the ground.

Once back on the ground he began his own rhythm-back and forth-slowly and deliberately. She braced herself against the ground still fighting slightly. Two men at her side, the black man and another placed their cocks into her outstretched hands. At first she tried to pull away but then they kept forcing her to make contact. Deftly they worked their cocks into her palms. At first she didn't respond but soon she tightened her gripped slightly. She turned her head to the side relaxed and closed her eyes. The gardener still worked away between her legs.

The gardener withdrew and one of the guards dropped between her limp thighs. He began to vigorously lick her cunt, especially her clitoris. After about a minute she began to respond. First she moaned and then gripped the two cocks tighter and began to stroke them almost subconsciously. The man between her legs carried on his motions. Preeti soon began bucking and stroking the cocks faster and harder. The man licking her inserted two fingers inside and continued his tongue thrashes harder and faster. After about five or six minutes she tensed and moaned a deep guttural sound as her cunt began to pulsate rhythmically. She relaxed and turned her head to the side-stopping all movement.

The action stopped for a few minutes as she rested and then the gardener resumed his position between her legs and slowly reinserted his tool. This time Preeti laid back and relaxed. Soon she even began to respond to his movements. She resumed her tight grip on the two cocks in her hand and slowly began to pump them again. This again triggered the hardening process. The gardener pumped harder and faster and soon was obviously well on his way. He reached down and locked Preeti's knees in his arms and pulled her legs up over her shoulders-allowing total deep penetration. She moaned and bucked in response. Soon he rose up on his arms groaned and tensed the muscles of his legs and ass and poured his sperm into her waiting pussy. She moaned and froze in an effort to feel each squirt of his cock. After about thirty seconds he dropped onto her chest and lay there until his softening cock fell from her lips. Preeti was feeling funny while thinking these dirty servants were getting a Bollywood Celebrity who is the dream of many high class people.

Meanwhile, the men in her hands had pulled free and the black man had moved to the lawn, laying on his back. He called to her stroking his cock and invited her to come over and ride it. At first she hesitated. I don't know whether it was because she was beginning to feel guilty and did not want to continue or because she was fearful of the size of his monstrous cock. It stood up against his stomach, extending about eight inches from its base. She looked at it for a minute as the other men prodded her to try it. She then crawled over toward the awaiting erection. The entire inside of her thighs were coated with oozing cum and it dripped down toward her knees as she crawled along. As she approached the dirty, black colored penis, she reached forward and touched in gently. She

examined it thoroughly. Then curiously she bent over and put the cock in her mouth. The dirty black cock smelt dirty. But it gave her a weird kind of arousal. She began to taste the huge cock. She worked it all over. In the meantime, the others approached and began rubbing her back and ass. Two men again began rubbing her dangling tits. The peeping neighbor moved in behind her and slowly insert his hardened cock into her cunt. To this she responded by glancing back to see who her visitor was and then went back to work on her dirty smelly rod which was arousing her even more. As the man pumped her from behind, she moaned. She was experiencing for the first time having two real cocks enter her body at the same time. She continued to suck and lick the cock in her mouth, pausing occasionally to feel more completely the penis in her vagina.

After about five minutes the man in her cunt exploded and pulled her tight against his loins. She stopped sucking and closed her eyes, again trying to feel each streaming jet of sperm entering her. He came for almost a full minute and then withdrew. Preeti then moved quickly astride the black man and positioned her cunt above his dick. She rubbed the lips of her cunt against his cock, spreading a mixture of her juices and the semen from the two other men over him. She then whispered, "Put it in but please go slow." He reached down and she raised herself up slightly. She looked down between her hanging breasts and watched as he place the head against her entrance. She began to lower herself, savoring each millimeter of the large cock invading her. She moved up and down slightly, each time taking more and more of the immense unit. After about two or three minutes she finally hit rock bottom. Their pubic bones hit. Preeti threw back her head and

closed her eyes, sitting still, feeling the experience of this mammoth tool. Slowly she began to move. Soon she was really getting into it. The other men again surrounded her and began to stroke her body. She continued to pump the large cock hard and fast. After about five minutes she suddenly got off and urged the black man to do her doggy style-her favorite position. He pumped her solidly as she let out little squeals and moans with each thrust of his hips. The other guys watched the two unserviced men stroking their ever hardening cocks. After about another 3-4 minutes the black man tensed and poured his liquid her plumbing. They both paused and slowly relaxed. He gently pushed her forward and they both fell to the ground as he lay atop her. The contrast of her milky white skin against his dark skin was beautiful. Soon his cock softened and fell from its cavity.

One of the neglected men then laid down next to her and pulled her atop him. She lay there breathing heavily, exhausted from her last encounter. He slid her up so their bodies were face to face. He tugged at her knees and she brought them forward into a kneeling position. She sluggishly began to rub her vulva against his turgid cock. She sat up and reached between her legs. This time she guided his manhood into her without any prompting. He reached up and massaged her breasts, tweaking her nipples to full erection. The last man moved behind her and knelt down. He then reached around and began to stroke her breasts also. He commenced kissing and nibbling her neck from behind. Soon he reached over and took the sex lube and dripped some along the length of his rigid penis. He stroked it back and forth, working in the lubricant. He then gently nudged her forward until she was lying flat against the man under her. He reached down and slowly rubbed his cock against the upper portion of her cunt opening which was already filled with another firm unit. He gently pushed against her vagina and used his index finger to create a small gap between her vaginal wall and the other man's cock. Slowly he prodded forward, stretching open her pussy, making room for his unsatisfied penis. He continued his prodding until he was also buried to the hilt. Preeti glanced back and under her trying to see the action first-hand.

She moaned and together they began to establish a new rhythm. The gardener, who had been laying nearby watching, moved over and knelt in front of Preeti's face, offering her his wilted cock. She reached forward and took it first in her hand and then in her mouth. The mixed smell of dirt and their cum was very tickling. This performance continued for a few minutes. Then the man taking her from behind reached again for the lubricant. He drizzled a small amount down the crack of her ass and over her anus. He rubbed it into her asshole with his middle finger. Preeti suddenly turned and gave him a look of discomfort but said nothing to stop him. He carefully inserted first just a little of his finger and then ever so slowly the entire length into her rear opening. This he also continued for a minute or two. Then he withdrew from her cunt and began rubbing his cock against her anus.

 

When he felt she was prepared he inserted the tips of two fingers into her rear and expanded the opening enough to insert the head of his cock. He grasped his penis by its base and slowly nudged forward, inserting his cock a millimeter at a time. Preeti simply leaned forward and half heartedly accepted the invasion. After perhaps two minutes, he was completely buried in her third opening. She now had three real cocks invading all her ravished cavities. Again the rhythm began. After another five minutes the man under her began to tense and pump up into her cunt with much more determined strokes. It was evident that he could not last much longer. As he commence to spurt his prize, the man in her ass felt through the thin membrane of her body the excitement and immediately emptied the contents of his swollen testicles into her ass. Preeti stopped sucking the cock in her mouth long enough to experience fully the eruptions her sensuous body had caused. The three of them collapsed in a heap.

 

The gardener tugged her from the pile of bodies and rolled her to her back. He climbed on top of her and placed his now rehardened cock at her much used pussy lips. This time he plunged in quickly and began hard and fast movements. He held her arms above her head while he raised himself up on his extended arms and pounded away. Preeti turned her head to the side and closed her eyes. As before, she began to whimper in little moans and stifled cries of excitement. The neighbor approached and lay beside her, pressing his soft cock against her lips. This she gobbled up. The other men moved over to the hose and took turns showering in the hose. At this pace the gardener only lasted about 4-5 minutes and again emptied his treasure into her pussy. He withdrew and the neighbor, who had regained his erection, quickly mounted her. He continued the same tempo and velocity as the gardener. After his shower in the hose, the man who had screw her ass place his cock in her mouth and again she began to suck it to hardness. The neighbor went for about 6-7 minutes and then withdrew. He reached over and grabbed Preeti's right hand and wrapped it around his cock and helped her move it up and down as he shot jets of liquid heat from his hose. Some spurts reached her breasts and she reached over and rubbed the gel into her breasts and stomach.

 

The neighbor jumped aside as the other man moved from her mouth to her cunt in one smooth movement. He plunged in and picked up the gait that had been established. The last white man finished his shower and also place the head of his dick at her mouth, which she nearly inhaled. About two minutes into this round of rapid fucking Preeti began to tense and breathe heavily. She stopped sucking the cock in her mouth and appeared to be concentrating only on the event between her legs. She then moaned loud and long, reaching down and pulling the man in her womanhood deep inside as she came just from fucking. After about 30-45 seconds she relaxed and tried to keep him from hitting her over sensitized clitoris. One more minute and this man spilt his load into her opening.

 

The last of the white men then mounted her and began a slower, gentler motion. He lifted up his upper body and caressed her breasts and face. After she had recovered from her orgasm, he leaned forward and began more vigorous motions. The other man were beginning to get dressed and traded camera duty. The black man was the only one who remained to watched. As expected he too offered his immense licorice stick to Preeti. She gently nibbled and licked and then sucked the staff. The other man lasted about another 3-4 minutes and then rolled off exhausted. He stumbled to his feet and began to shower and clothe.The black man allowed Preeti to suck him to full erection and then moved atop her and slowly implanted his root in her fertile loam. He also held her arms above her head as he began to pound his full eight inches into her abused pussy. She again turned her head to the side and closed her eyes, trying to concentrate fully on the endeavor between her outstretched limbs. He kept up a vigorous stride, sliding almost fully out and then all the way in to the hilt with each stroke. About 5-6 minutes into this episode she again began to breathe heavily and to tense up. She drew her legs open wider and pulled her arms free, grasping his black ass and urging his movements back and forth. She guided each thrust until she tensed, threw her arms back, stretched out her legs and came. The black man began to come soon after she did and she enjoyed a mutual climax with her new found pleasurer.

 

The man rested atop her until the gardener called, "Hey, Let's get going. We're already two hours late to the next job." They rolled off and began to dress. The gardener approached Preeti and said, "You're too much woman for just one man. Do think we could come back and party another day?" Preeti just kept her eyes closed and didn't say anything. She could never say "yes" out loud……

Preity Zinta Cluster Fuck

Preity zinta, the bollywood actress was in a 5 star one night for for having sex with one of her clients who had paid her. Preity zinta was a big whore, though an expensive one who let anyone with bucks to enter her choot with her milky legs wrapped around him.

She had put on a office suit ending around her navel, revealing her navel and her back as the skirt was way below. The suit was too tight with lots of cleavage. Half of her boobs popped out of the skimpy dress. She always wore push up bra to tease the men around her and also made her boobs bob when she walked. As she was an actress she knew no one could rape her. These men then masturbated every night on her poster imagining to fuck her.

She had gone there, wearing a very short & tight black skirt, (at least 2 sizes too small for her) just covering her gaand, and showing off her entire shaven milky thighs,with high heeled black sandals, giving preity the complete high-class randi look. Whenever she went for a chudai like this, she never wore panties. The skirt was short enough to reveal her shaven pussy and her ass cheeks if she jst bent a little. High heeled black sandals, well manicured white thighs, black nail polish and a very short black skirt just inches from her gaand, made everyone s crotch tighten up as she walked thru the hotel lobby, bobbing her boobs up and down and shaking her big round ass . She was lookng damn hot! And slutty !

Preity zinta had put on a lot of make up. Red lipstick to highlight her juicy lips and kohl-lined eyes for a horny effect during the blow job, when looking with those lusty eyes into her client's eyes wud drive him sexually mad and he wud give her a good mouth fuck. Preity loved this mouth fuck where the big crotch wud fuck her to her throat as someone caught her hairs and pushed her to suck it off. She normally never wore such revealing and arousing dresses fearing men around her wud go mad with their erect rods and rape her there and then, but this was a big producer and she wanted to fully satisfy him to snatch the role, kareena had taken by taking his lund into her gaand. She noticed a man rubbing his crotch and smiled. Before that too, a man had tried to grab her ass, over her skirt.she was confident she wud blow her client apart tonight. May be he wud recommend her name as a slut to other men who wanted a blow job from her.

So many men had brushed her (no surprise, they wud fuck her given a chance or gang bang her,masturbating on the whore's face!),pressing against her breasts and rubbing their rods against her ass trying to shove their rods into preity's ass crack,feeling her naked thighs that she too was feeling horny now. As she entered the lift, the lift man kept gazing at her bare thighs and her butt for some time. She could see his crotch tighten and making a tent.preity felt horny and gave him a sexy slut like smile, even turning around a bit to show off her butts, teasing the man. He adjusted his pants rubbing his groin area and opening his zip.he could not believe his eyes! Her dream slut thinking of whom he masturbated every night was there. That too in such a short killing dress that he wud rip it off and just bang her gaand.soon the 2 started moving up. Suddenly the lift jerked and stopped. The lights went dim. Preity panicked and started pressing d lift buttons.she was looking even more hot, trying to adjust her thighs in those short skirts , protecting herself from his hungry eyes. To her horror, she felt hands groping her bare thighs from behind and a pole trying as if to push into her gaand forcing over her skirt.her high heeled but bare milky legs were blocked by the attacker.she tried screaming when he gagged her with his palm, pressing his crotch even deeper into her ass .the whore was trapped now !

The man now started feeling her body violently. He was in the heat now and just wanted to fuck preity zinta's holes. She could hardly breathe and the man had started thrusting against her. Soon he pulled her skirt down to her feet with his free hand and took out his instrument. It was erect to its limit and the veins were about to burst it seemed. The man was completely aroused by preity zinta's dress and her body. Clearly preity was in trouble.he took his hand off her mouth and pushed her face against the wall, making sure she could not scream. With one hand he guided his penis into her choot from behind & with the other crushed preity's boobs. The big bollywood actress was gettin bloody raped and she could not do anything. Preity zinta had got raped earlier too by a gang of producers. That time, 6 men had fucked her! The man's thighs blocked her milky white thighs from behind. She had no panty on. He slapped preity's butt cheeks hard on seeing this and became even more excited and violent, like a dog sticking his crotch and grinding it against preity zinta's thighs. He was kneading her breasts so hard, preity felt she wud choke. He was thrusting like a dog, fucking her bitch.suddenly as if a knife penetrated her, the man shoved his hard penis in her choot from behind. She started moaning when he again cupped her lips.he began thrusting in and out, tearing apart her vagina.he was fast and as he struck her preity felt a man's penis so deep inside her that were till now untouched. He had developed a rhythm and was raping and fucking preity zinta, the slut of his dreams! So many times he had masturbated on her face and he was now fucking herself ! Preity's skirt lay around her ankles, meshed with her high heels. Her lower body was totally nude and ideally positioned against the man's body for the standing doggy fuck.

Now the man made her kneel like a dog.he pushed her suit up with his free hand and pulled her hair. He started biting her back.he wanted to fuck her like a true randi. Pulling her hair, he started fucking her, this time in her ass.though it was split apart as preity was often ass fucked, still it pained a lot. Preity was grimacing as the pain was unbearable but she was paying the price of wearing such a horny dress, making so many men wanting to fuck her there and then. He kept thrusting against her, taking revenge for every man priety zinta left with a erect lund and a desire to fuck her.each time his pole searing thru her. Preity zinta was getting raped in that stranded lift.

With her hairs still in his hand, he made her turn around and quickly filled her mouth with his lund. It ws so long it rubbed agianst preity zinta's throat. Her juicy,red lipstick-ed lips were giving this man s a blow job as he mouth fucked her. She looked up and her kohl-lined eyes, drove him crazy and made him fuck her mouth doubly hard. She was totally nude except for the heels. Suddenly she felt his lund throbbing and realised he was about to cum. He gave preity's mouth a last few jerks, took his lund out and started cumming on her face. Hot spurts of his endless cum came on preity zinta's lips, dripping to her breasts and her suit, on her eyes and cheeks. After he cummed for about half a min, he rubbed his dick against her lips, smearing her lip stick and his cum all over the beautiful actress face.preity zinta had just been raped !

 

Fucking Preity Zinta

 Preity Zinta was desperately in need of a hit when I approached her. actually she was in need of a film. She was so engaged in her IPL team that she lost track of her film career. Though the team won some matches it never was a profitable investment for her as majority of the share was with Ness Wadia and now that they have broke up she was finding it hard to cope up with the luxurious life provided by films initially and then by dear Ness himself. They have parted ways due to some misunderstandings. Maybe he was tired of fucking her and wanted a new somebody. But now a comeback to films was almost impossible. She was offered second heroine fiddles. She was desperate when I approached her. I knew that she would immediately accept my offer. But rather than casting her I had other more lucrative intentions.
As I rang the bell of her apartment I never expected her to open the door herself. It clearly made the statement that how desperate she was. I hid my surprise and greeted her. we had a small hug and artificial kisses on the air. She was wearing a white skirt which was not tight and looked more like a tennis frock. And she also had a pink t shirt which gave her a casual look, one which she always liked to carry on as her signature style. We settled on a couch in her living room. It was luxuriously furnished but with a class touch. Not like the way I have seen in most actresses bungalow where there was a lot of money on show but no class. Preity was definitely a class woman.
We started discussing the film. First of all I made it clear to her that I wont be able to pay her a big remuneraton as i was still a budding filmmaker. She said she had seen my first film (my only one) and was quite impressed by it and that was the exact kind of treatment she wanted now. She was making it very clear that she was desperate for a role. When I finished discussing about the film she was thrilled. She said she would like to act in the movie and asked me not to worry about the date. I made it clear to her that already some top heroines were willing to act in the movie but I considered her only cos I consider her looks to be apt for the movie. She nodded her head. I also made it clear for her that because she has zero market nowadays there should be some kind of adjustments to be made before releasing the films to publicise her again. She said okay.
As we reached an agreement we both decided to have a drink. We both settled for whiskey. I knew that this is the right instance for me to make a step towards her. I asked her some questions about her current relationship status and all. She replied honestly that she is currently single. During the conversation I told her I had a call from kareena who was looking forward to this role. I also told her that through the call she was offering herself as a bribe. Preity said ' she is a whore. Entire industry know about her. there is no actor director or producer who havent had her during the first 3 years of her career'. I immediately agreed to that and told her am among those lucky bastards. She looked at me in a puzzled look. I reminded her kareena was the heroine in my first film. She was surprised and asked 'so she is still doing the same?'.
I said 'yea, how do u think she manages to be the number one heroine. Also she is the highest paid'. Preity said ' yea she knows how to play her cards'. I said 'that’s true. But that’s exactly the same behaviour am expecting from u'.
She was surprised cos till now she was in the impression that I came to her due to her acting skills and now it was all out in the open that I came to her for her other skills rather than her acting skills. Her face reddened. But she was not in a position to get angry on me and throw me out of her house as she was sure that kareena was well known to keep her word and the next day she will be proclaimed as the lead actress in the film. She kept her cool. She looked me straight in the eye and said ' what do you expect me to do'. I said 'isnt that clear dear. I want to enjoy you. And as you are single now. This will come as a relief to your otherwise non-existent sex life'. She said you don’t have to worry about that. ' I have to sweet heart' I said 'as I will be the one deciding that for the next couple of months if you agree to do the film'. She was thoughtful for a moment. She then said ' I want this part very much. You know that. And am ready to do whatever you say. But I want it to be a secret. I want your word for it. that I can sue you if you ever utter a word to anyone about this.'. I replied ' am not the kind of guy who will go around in a party and tell others that "you know what last night I ate preity zinta's pussy for dinner" am not that sort of guy. You can believe me. My intentions are simple and clear. I want to have a good time with you. Just to put an end to my dick's hunger and I promise you it wont be anything like molesting. But during the course you will have to serve to my fantasy and do whatever you are asked to do. Is that clear?'. She said yes. And took the glass of whiskey and had a sip. It was her third today. My gaze was on her creamy white thighs. 'finish it off dear' I told her. 'we have more important work to do. She finished the glass in a gulp and faced me. Though she wasn’t showing it I could feel the tension building inside her of what will be going to happen. I said ' relax dear. There is nothing to be tensed of.' She replied 'who told you am tensed. Am not.' This was the exact kind of reaction I wanted from her. that turned me on. I decided to enter the play. I asked her to spread her thighs. She did so. Her skirt was lifted high but not till the point that her panty would be exposed. She was showing a very serious face. I asked her to lift her skirt and and show me the sight of her holy hole. She lifted her skirt. The scene was good. She had a white cotton panty with floral printing on the area of her crotch. I had the urge to touche her instantly but I controlled myself as I wanted a better deal than the normal fucking around. I said okay now lower it. she did so and had a smile on her face. 'what happened u already lost your control and had the orgasm' she asked me. It had an edge to it which I definitely liked. I smiled back and said ' you will soon find out bitch. Now remove your panty and give it to me'. She looked at me surprised and asked ' why don’t you do it yourself?'. I said ' cos I don’t want to and this is the way I want it to be. You don’t have the authority to question me. Rather to obey my commands'. She removed her panty and was about to throw it to me. I raised my hand and said no. come over here and hand it over to me. She got up and walked towards me. She extended the panty towards me. I didn’t take it. instead I touched her thighs. I moved my hand slightly through her thighs upwards. When it kept on climbing higher I could see her breaths becoming shallow. I just played around on her thighs but didn’t touch her crotch. I took my hand back. She looked at me surprisingly. I asked ' what u wanted me to handfuck you now and give your pussy some relief?'. She said nothing and stood like that offering her panty. I took it in my hand and smelled it. god it smelled good. It smelled like all the pussies I have smelled but still the feeling that it was the smell of preity zinta's pussy gave me a high. I asked her to go back to her couch. She went back. When she was about to sit down I said no. she turned to face me. I said there is something on the floor and I want you to take it for me. She looked at me again without having any idea what I was talking about. I said 'it doesn’t matter whether there is something there or not but u have to do what I say. Now bend. And be sure not to bend your knees. she turned around and bend as if to take something. She was bending all the way down and her skirt kept climbing higher. It was climbing slowly and then I started seeing her most private area. I asked her to bend more. Now her pussy was staring right at my face. as her legs were a little wide it was open and her cunt was peeking out. I walked over to her. I sat down on my knees. now her pussy was right in front of my face. I could smell it. I put my face as close as to it without touching it. I could see her brown pussy lips and the small pubic hair which was growing maybe after 3 days of shave. I couldn’t control more. I put my hand over it. she shivered and her knees bent at once. I removed my hand and asked her to stand exactly like I said otherwise all these things were over for her. she came back to the initial position. I touched her slit agin. She shivered again but this time didn’t bent her knees. I rubbed her. her cunt was between my fingers. I held it. she was moaning a little. She was having difficluty in that position. But I didn’t care. I raised her skirt completely and her pure white ass was exposed. She didn’t have a mark on her ass. It was so clean. I ran my hand over her ass. I asked her ' tell me sweet heart havent anyone fucked you in your ass?'. She said no. I spanked her teasily not in a hard way and asked her 'now that your entire truth is witnessed by me it wouldn’t be bad to tell me the exact truth'. She said once her bf tried but it was to tight and painful. It was just a one time thing and after that she never allowed anyone to do so. I said ' so that means am not the first and my struggle to enter you is reduced'. She screamed 'no'. I forced her onto the couch. Took out my dick and pushed it inside her ass. She was screaming. There was no lubrication and it felt very hard to get inside her. I kept on pushing and her screams were loud. I kept pressing her boobs hard. I tore her t shirt and bra was released in seconds. I kept pinching her nipples and pressing her boobs hard. after 5 minutes of my labour and her moans I came inside her ass. I turned her around to face her. her face was complete red. I kissed her on her lips. I lowered to her nipples. i made her suck my dick which had lost its shine by the ass fuck. But at the same time I knew this would make her work more on my dick. To get it aroused completely and get another orgasm. Preity zinta was taking in mouth the dick that just entered her ass. But she now had no choice. We were in 69 position and I kept eating her pussy. After 10 minutes or so we both had another orgasm. For the rest few days I fucked her in different styles. I boob fucked her and made her spend entire days without any clothes on her body when there was no shooting. She was also enjoying it and never said no to my fantasies. I poured whiskey on her pussy and drank it from there. She was a complete whore or slave during those days. Whatever u can call it but there is no single part in her body that I havent taken advantage of. Even now she is just a phone call away from me. Just a message and she will come running to me.

By: Fileserve