Bipasha Basu Vs Katrina Kaif | Lesbian Fight

Introduction

These two sexy bollywood actresses are regarded as being two of the hottest young things on Indian Cenema.

The fight

When Maxim magazine decided to spread featuring the 12 sexiest women in Bollywood Cinema they realised the size of the ego's would be tantamount to lighting a stick of dynamite. Their solution was to limit the shoot to one or two women a day and keeping actresses from opposing movies apart. This went well until Katrina Kaif couldn't appear at her allotted time and an ignorant assistant re-scheduled her for the same day as Bipasha Basu. Although the two young women only very rarely met and couldn't be described as enemies, they had shared some bitchy words. Katrina Kaif regarded herself as a serious actress marking her time and Bipasha Basu as stupid dark bitch. Bipasha Basu regarded Katrina Kaif as an over paid under talented tramp. This rivalry was upped several notches when they appeared for the photo-shoot. Bipasha Basu was chauffeured to the studio, but Katrina Kaif got the better changing room and the pick of the outfits. Bipasha Basu who was being photographed first insisted on several changes of outfits which kept Miss Kaif waiting.

With only the photographer present this all boiled over into a blazing row with Katrina Kaif accusing Bipasha Basu of spreading her legs wider than the Mersey tunnel. Bipasha Basu responded by describing Katrina Kaif as a stroppy slut who only got her role by sleeping with producers. Katrina Kaif retorted that this was a bit rich coming from a bitch who made Rakhi Savant look like a Nun. At this point there was a slap, followed by a slap in response, at which point the photographer threw them a key to a room down the corridor which was set aside for resolving some matters. They wouldn't be disturbed and could sort out their issues as loudly as they liked. They stomped off Katrina in the lead clad in their outfits. Katrina was wearing black leather hot pants, cream strapless bra which accentuated her cleavage and her light brown shoulder length hair worn naturally. Bipasha was attired in a tight pink cropped vest which showed off her beautiful naval (as well as clearly indicating that she wasn't wearing a bra), high cut denim shorts and her black hair in two pigtails. Had there been any males watching them they would have almost certainly got the wrong idea about what was going to happen.

The entered the neutrally coloured room which contained a large bed and a leather chair in the corner. Katrina allowed Bipasha to enter first and aimed a kick at her butt as she passed, making contact but not causing any pain. Bipasha Basu spun round to see Katrina Kaif's smirking face. This was just to inviting a target and she let fly with a right handed slap that caught the Kat squarely across the cheek. This seemed to stun Katrina who although as much of a bitch as the character she played in Race, hadn't thought Bipasha would actually want to fight. Bipasha had no such qualms, and although this was her first real fight, she had been coached for her role on Dhoom 2. Without further ado the Bips minx leapt forward onto Katrina grabbing her hair on either side of her head and pushing her backwards. Miss Kaif yelped with surprise and pain as she staggered back, but had sufficient wits about her to raise her own hands and take hold of both Bipasha Basu's pig tails. Katrina Kaif continued to be pushed back, shutting the door in the process before being pressed against it by Bips. As their two young, but not innocent, bodies collided Katrina used her hold to pull the Bips head back sharply.

"Let go of me you stupid dark tramp!", screeched the Kat actress, "I'm not into your filthy lezzie games!"

"You started this fight you stupid cow, and I'm going to finish it!" retorted Bipasha who started to shake Katrina 's head from side to side and pressed her body against her opponents. Katrina Kaif could feel Bipasha Basu's already aroused body pressing and sliding up against her own (was it the fight or Bipasha Basu interested in women as well as men?) and it repelled her. She started to use her bare feet to pummel her white opponent's legs, without apparent success as it simply caused Bipasha Basu to press harder. So instead she took a hand from Miss Kaif's long hair and used it grab her exposed neck.

At once Bipasha Basu began to choke and gag for air. She started to try and break away from her opponent but Katrina Kaif wouldn't let go. Bipasha Basu pulled a hand out of Katrina Kaif's hair and tried to prise the fingers away from her throat. The Kat managed to retain her grip until the dark bitch was able to get a grip on two fingers and bend them back, causing the Kat to wail with pain. But no sooner was Bipasha Basu gulping down air with relief than Katrina Kaif snaked a foot round her ankle and pushed forward, causing the two young stars to fall to the floor. Bipasha Basu landed on her back quickly followed by Katrina Kaif who landed on top of her, her breasts pressing down on her opponents. It was fortunate for Miss Basu that Katrina Kaif was as waif like as her else she might have suffered more.

"Get off me you white slag!" snarled Bipasha Basu as she reached up and grabbed hold of Katrina Kaif's hair. But the Basu was quite happy where she was and returned the hair pulling, intent on destroying the Kat's pigtails. At the same time she pressed and ground her body down against Kaif's causing her to groan in a not entirely unpleasurable way. But before Katrina Kaif could get comfortable in her new position, Bipasha Basu had managed to roll the pair of them over so that she was now on top. The two young stars continued to pull hair feverishly groaning with pain and effort. Katrina Kaif tried to roll them over but Bipasha Basu was able to counter this.

Becoming frustrated Katrina Kaif stopped pulling at Bips hair with her right hand and instead used to land blows on the dark star's back and head. Although these caused the Basu to wince slightly, they did nothing to stop her trying to rip the hair out of her opponents head. Now becoming more vocal in her expressions of pain, Katrina Kaif took hold of the back of Bipasha Basu's top and started to pull. The thin material stretched taut across Bipasha Basu's breasts emphasising her stiffening nipples.

"Leggo my top you stupid cow!" howled the Basu, to no effect followed by the first sound of ripping material. Frustrated and angry at her inability to stop her opponent, Bipasha Basu took her right hand away from Katrina Kaif's long hair and grabbed her right breast, encased as it was in the cream bra top. At first this had no noticeable reaction, but when her fingers dug into the exposed flesh, the Kaif seemed to Blanche.

"Lezzie slut!" whispered Katrina Kaif, unable to quite comprehend that another woman might attack her in such a manner, "Get off my tits will you!" Katrina began to buck and struggle in an effort to throw the Bips off of her. When these had only limited success, she ceased trying to rip away the top and used the hand to defend herself. She managed to quite easily move aside Bip's hand, although finger prints in her flesh remained. The two young stars continued to struggle for supremacy from the tips of their toes to their scalps.

Katrina Kaif broke the deadlock by using her free hand to avoid Bipasha Basu's and secure a neck lock. Before the dark actress could free herself, Katrina Kaif had used the hold to roll the pair of them over. Bipasha Basu's reaction was to break off her hair pulling and use both hands to try and free her self. But although she managed to scratch Miss Kaif's bare arm this did nothing to help her. Indeed it enabled Katrina Kaif to move her body and sit astride her opponents waist (anyway as much as her tight hot pants would allow). In doing so she broke off her neck lock, to Miss Basu's relief, and instead concentrated on pinning her. The two women traded slaps and grabs, although neither could gain a decisive advantage it was Katrina who came off the best by landing a couple of open handed slaps on Bipasha's still hidden breasts which caused her to yelp with pain. They paused for a moment to catch their breath, before Kat reached forward with both hands and grabbed Bipasha's breasts. Through the thin material she could feel their firmness which only encouraged her to squeeze harder.

"Lets see how you having your tits squeezed slag!" cackled Katrina Kaif as she saw the discomfort writ large on her opponents face.

"Get off me!" wailed Bipasha as she bucked and struggled to be free. She tried to defend herself, but she could only momentarily breaks Katrina's hold. So instead she gritted her teeth and reached up and grabbed the Kat’s strapless bra. She was able to hook her fingers over the bra cup and pull the article away from Katrina's body, in the process the elastic bit into her skin.

"Rip my bra off slut and I'll rip yours off too!" snarled Katrina as she turned her attention from hurting Bipasha to ripping off her skimpy top. Although her top as less substantial, Bipasha Basu had a head start and her pulling on Miss Kaif's bra soon caused both breasts to pop into view. This didn't stop Katrina from ripping aside Bipasha's sweaty top as if she were opening packet of crisps to reveal two equally pert breasts topped with a stiff nipple. There was a momentary pause whilst both women eyed each others orbs, before launching a two handed breast grab. This was a new experience for both women and it took a few squeeze's and tweaks before they determined how to inflict the maximum amount of pain. Katrina Kaif's breasts were marginally larger and Bipasha Basu spread her fingers wide to grab as much flesh as she could. Bipasha Basu, on the other hand, had more prominent nipples and it was these that Katrina Kaif concentrated on. They gritted their teeth and writhed in discomfort rather than cry out and show weakness.

"Dirty cow!" wailed Katrina.

"Filthy slut!" retorted Bipasha as she put her body weight into freeing herself. This took Katrina by surprise, as she had been concentrating on hurting her opponent. She fell forward and to her right, landing next to her opponent. In the process both women broke their hold on the others breasts, but it allowed Bipasha to twist her body so that she could get up onto her knees. Whilst she did so, and Katrina struggled to fight back, Bipasha reached out with her right hand and took hold of Miss Kaif's long hair. Having gotten the Kats attention she then used her spare hand to launch an open handed slap across her hot pants clad bum. The resultant thwack caused Bipasha to smile and Katrina to yelp.

Before Bipasha could repeat this satisfying attack, Katrina managed to twist her own body round and slapped the dark beauty across the cheek with her own right hand. Bipasha let go of Katrina as she recoiled at this assault which allowed the older her opponent scramble forward and away from her opponent. Having recovered from the slap, Bipasha rose to her feet and discarded the sorry remnant of her pink top. Katrina had also gotten to her feet and undone her bra top which fell to the carpeted floor. They eyed each other evilly and began to circle hands outstretched, but just out of reach. As they did so Bipasha unconsciously stepped forward because the bed got in the way. This brought both women into range and they began to lash out and slap, slowly closing the gap between them further.

Miss Basu was able to secure a hair pull first and used it to pull Katrina closer to her. Whilst Miss Kaif was able to grab hold of bitchy hair, she couldn't stop Bipasha Basu putting an arm round her neck and pull her down. Katrina struggled to break free, with little success as the bips kept shuffling around, but manage to hand onto a pig tail with her left hand.

"So come on then you country skank, admit that I much better than you!" demanded Bipasha Basu despite the pair in her scalp and to emphasise her point used her spare hand to pull the hair on the top of Katrina's head. The Kats reply was muffled but defiant and supported by a defiant hair tug that pulled Bipasha's head back. As they struggled Bipasha Basu moved round so that she was facing the bed. At which point Katrina moved her spare hand from trying to free herself from the neck lock she was in to clawing at Bipasha's thighs. Although her nails were quite short they caused damage to the soft flesh, but Bipasha Basu bit her lip rather than cry out. In fact Bipasha was more worried about Katrina Kaif trying to grab her crotch (she had heard rumours that the White actress was partial to women), so flung her opponent forward onto the bed. Miss Kaif landed face down on the mattress, her legs dangling back over the edge thrashing about. Bipasha Basu stepped back to avoid being kicked and looked down at her now less than perfect thighs; no appearing in mini-skirts for the next couple of weeks. The squeal of shock and outrage alerted Katrina Kaif that her opponent was out for blood, so she rolled over onto her back ready to receive the next attack. But instead the Bips who had leapt forward landed on the mattress where she had been. Katrina Kaif needed no second invitation and rolled back so that she was on Bip's back before straddling her blonde opponent and taking a two handed grip of her hair. Bipasha Basu howled with pain as her head was pulled up off the mattress and began to struggle to through the younger woman off of her. In an effort to subdue the struggling woman beneath her, Katrina Kaif raised her butt and brought it down on Bipasha Basu's spine, resulting in the loudest shriek of pain in the fight so far.

Pleased at the reaction to this assault, Katrina Kaif raises herself for a repeat attack, but is taken by surprise when Bipasha pushes up on her knees raising her own lower body up into the air. This takes the Katrina by surprise and instead of hurting her sexy opponent she slides off to her right landing on her side still on the bed. Although Katrina Kaif kept her hold on Bipasha Basu's dark hair she concentrated on trying to trap the Dhoom 2 actress between her legs by pushing her left leg under her opponent. This allowed Bipasha Basu to twist her body so that she could face her now rapidly hated opponent and she was able to grab hold of Miss Kaif's hair to remind her that the fight was not yet over. Both women screeched with pain and frustration, hurling insults that would not be allowed on Bollywood.
"Stop trying to get your leg over me you filthy cow!" hissed Bipasha Basu whose fear of losing was causing her imagination to run riot. Katrina now reached down with her right hand and took hold of Bipasha 's left breast in an effort to distract her enough so that she could trap her in a scissors. Secretly though, Katrina Kaif liked the idea of shocking and hurting her opponent and was not prepared to do anything to win this fight. Indeed she was already considering asking the producers of her show if she could have a catfight scene in a forthcoming movie. But these thoughts were dismissed when Bipasha matched Katrina’s breast attack, this time concentrating on her nipple.

"You dirty fucking cow!" howled Katrina who in response dug her finger's harder into Bipasha's breast and tugged on the sorry remnant of a pony tail. Bipasha Basu responded with a mouthful of expletives and vitriol about what she'd like to do to Katrina Kaif with a farm implement! This only caused Katrina to try hard to scissors her opponent,and as their long legs battled she thought she hand an opening. But Bipasha Basu was alert to this and as Katrina Kaif was able to twist her body so that all that happened was that Katrina Kaif was now on the right of her opponent, still facing her but closer to the edge than she had been. Frustrated that this attack had failed and more determined than ever to win, Katrina Kaif let go of Bipasha Basu's hair and instead used the hand to grab the zip on the front of her denim shorts. Bipasha Basu reacted by letting go of Katrina Kaif's hair and moved the hand to defend herself, as she had been pondering the same move, Miss Kaif had just beaten her to it. As their two sweaty bodies writhed, a hand clamped on the others breast, neither woman took theirs eyes of the other, unwilling to show any sign of weakness.

"Showing what a true lezzie slut you are!" snarled Bipasha Basu through teeth clenched with pain and effort. Katrina Kaif smirked, as much as she could given the pain she was under and whispered, "Give you a nipple twister deary!" and with that turned Bipasha's nipple like a radio dial. Miss Basu just screamed with pain and brought both hands to bear to pull the offending hand away from her breast. Although this brought an end to the attack, at also allowed Katrina Kaif to pull down the zip on the denim shorts. As Katrina Kaif began to tentatively push a hand inside the newly opened gap Bipasha Basu reached down, with a haste borne of desperation and pulled the buttons holding together the front of the Katrina's hot pants. This only convinced Katrina Kaif to take the plunge and she pulled aside Bips's damp thong and took a firm hold of the unseen short curly hair.

Bipasha tried not to scream at the burning sensation that was wracking her body and instead concentrated on doing the same to Katrina. She pulled hard on Miss Kaif's hot pants which peeled open like a banana to reveal the top of a cream thong before plunging the hand down into the unknown. Suffering as she was Bipasha pushed aside all doubts about this form of attack and pushed aside Katrina Kaif's damp thong and started to pull at her pussy. Katrina jumped with shock at the first tug, but realised it was a bit late to have doubts and used her free hand to re-grab Bipasha's breast. Both women thrashed and struggled as if being electrocuted as they inflicted untold pain on one another in a way that viewers of their movies could not have imagined possible. This was followed by cries of anguish mixed with harsh insults, often of a crudely sexual nature while tears welled up in their eyes. Bipasha used her free hand to reach and pull on Katrina's hair, using the grip to start shaking her head.

"Leggo my cunt your dirty slut!" wailed the Bips. There was no meaningful response from Kat, so in a fit of screamed rage Bipasha pushed her hand further down the hot actresses crotch. She was surprised by what she found.

"You filthy cow, you're enjoying this!" shrieked Bipasha who now wanted to get her opponent as far away from her as possible. This only prompted Katrina to push her own hand further into Bipasha's snatch.

"So are you cheap slut!" wailed Katrina as she made a similar discovery. It was just was they both contemplated attacking the most intimate part of the others womanhood, that Katrina Kaif fell off the bed. She had been perched on the edge for some time and the desire to make it as difficult for Bipasha to hurt her that she ran out of room. With almost painful slowness she slide off the bed, letting go of Bip's breast and pulling the hand out from the Bip's shorts, her fingers covered in short, damp, curly hair. Miss Basu was forced to release Katrina Kaif's hair and let go of her minge as well, but not before inflicting one last tug that elicited a scream of pain.

Katrina Kaif hit the floor, her body wracked with pain and she lay there catching her breath and praying that the pain would subside. Bipasha Basu rolled in the other direction towards the far edge of the bed in an equally shocked and pained state. Neither woman had ever been hurt this badly before and however much they now wanted to give up, as they checked themselves for damage both wanted nothing more than revenge.

Katrina Kaif slowly pulled herself up, which caused her hot- pants to slip down, so she removed them and her thong to reveal her ravaged but still subtly pink pussy. Bipasha had swung herself off the bed and dropped her shorts. When she saw the state of her once immaculate pink minge, she span round to confront her opponent. Seeing Katrina Kaif naked she ripped off her thong, which wasn't difficult, and moved back towards the space in front of the bed.

"You'll fucking pay for this bitch!" snarled Bipasha with a lot more confidence and nastiness than she felt.

"Don't make me laugh. When I've finished with you cow there will be more hair under your arms than your overused cunt, and we'll know who the biggest bitch in bollywood is!" snapped back Katrina Kaif giving Bips the come on with her hands.

The two battered, sweaty and naked actress began to circle wearily. Neither was in any condition to do any acting for several days now, but they didn't care.

Bipasha Basu leapt forward first and used both hands to pull hard on the Kat's hair. Katrina retaliated by using her right hand to return the hair pulling and used her right to squeeze the left breast of her opponent. Aware that her breast had already taken a mauling Bipasha Basu pushed Katrina Kaif away sufficiently for them to break contact. But Katrina Kaif was having none of this and threw herself at Miss Basu so that their breasts collided and were pushed back into their rib cages. They both howled with the pain as their already bruised and sensitive breasts received further punishment. But this didn't stop the two young actresses resuming their two handed hair pulling, trying to pull or drag one another around. As their bodies parted and then came together again their breasts slapped against one another. As their bodies became entwined in a hateful embrace they fell to the floor and started to roll around screaming insults. Katrina Kaif tried to clamp Bip's left leg between her own to protect her pussy, but couldn't maintain the grip. They rolled back and forth some more, doing nothing but use up precious energy.

When Bipasha Basu next rolled round to being on top she managed to spread her legs to maintain her dominant position. Then, and despite the fierce hair pulling that she was suffering, she pulled herself up so that she was sat astride Katrina Kaif's waist. Miss Kaif tried to roll and throw Bipasha from this position but could do nothing. She was also suffering from a fierce hair pulling and was finding it harder and harder not to cry. In desperation she let go of Bipasha Basu's hair and reached up to clamp both hands over the dark's breasts. Bipasha Basu pushed her crotch down into Katrina Kaif's stomach as she suffered and transferred her own hands from hair to the opponents breasts. As her fingers squeezed hard Katrina Kaif's reserves of will power finally deserted her and she began to cry.

But Bipasha Basu was in no mood to let her of lightly and she dragged herself up Miss Kaif's stomach, making it harder for Katrina Kaif to maintain her grip, which was anyway getting weaker. Miss Basu then raised her butt, which caused Katrina Kaif's hands to fall away, and brought herself down on Katrina Kaif's breasts. Katrina Kaif reacted as if she had been connected to the national grid and her sobs turned into a gasped mixture of crying and screams of agony. Slowly these gave way to whimpers and it became clear to Bipasha Basu that she had won, but she continued to press down on Miss Kaif's chest until she was absolutely certain that the fight was over. She drank in the feelings of triumph, dominance and superiority that swept through her body.

As Katrina Kaif lay there crying, Bipasha Basu very shakily stood up and collected all the tattered pieces of clothing. Katrina Kaif had no idea of how long she lay there, but when she opened her eyes she saw Bipasha Basu's foot descend on her mouth and pin her head to the carpet. As fresh waves of tears began to flood down her cheeks she heard Bipasha Basu call out in a weary but mocking tone, "So whose the baddest bitch in bollywood now!"

Celina Jaitley And Amisha Patel Spend A Night Together!

There was a film-shooting going on Celina’s hometown. She wasn't expected to be
on the set. So she went to her house to spend time there. She owned a huge
mansion and was more than you could imagine.

It was one of his ex BF "GIFT." Celina pulled up to her house and walked in. She
took her shoes off and lay on the couch. She yelled as she could relax from
traveling and matches.

She rubbed her head and stretched out on the couch.

She wanted to have some fun on her spare time. The last time she had fun
was with Amisha Patel. They went to a movie and dinner.

She called Amisha and hoped to have an answer. She had the urge to hang
out and have fun and rest.

Amisha: Hello?

Celina: Hey Amisha whats up, its Celina?

Amisha: Hey whats going on?

Celina: Why dont you come to my place for tonight?

Amisha: Great! I have to do some shooting though,

Celina: Come over after?

Amisha: Ok if you want.

Celina: Great, I'll show you how a Bengali women spends a night!!

Amisha (laughs): Yeah...i guess.

Celina hanged up. It was 5:30 so Celina went to her huge bed and fell
asleep.

When she awoke, she woke up to find her skirt hiked up so high, her pink
thong was exposed and her sexy smooth legs were fully seen.

One of her huge breast had popped out of her bra.

It was 8:45 so she went to the living room to watch Movie. She walked down
the hall smashing her breast in the small tight bra.



Celina watched most of tv and when it was 10:05, the doorbell rang.

Celina opened it to find Amisha. Amisha smiled and Celina said "Hey What’s up? U look damm sexy tonight”

Amisha said "Alright, I got a huge pop for it all the guys were checking me out !"

Amisha went to the couch with Celina. Amisha said,Salman pinched my boob hard
and left a mark! Celina joked that he wanted to grab a nipple.

They watched the end of TV show and Celina decided to take a shower.

Celina invited Amisha to take one and Amisha said you take one first. Celina
said "That's alright come here." Amisha followed.

Her sexy ass moving as she walked into a bathroom. It had 2 showers with
walls blocking both of them. Celina said "I'll get the right one, you get the
left."

Amisha grabbed her bag and walked in the shower and closed the door. Celina
did the same.

Celina undid her bra strap and let her huge breasts fly out.then her thong
and revealed the most sexiest pussy ever. It was a fat pussy, which meant
more good stuff. Celina started the water and rinsed her body off.

Amisha had stripped down to her thong and left it on. She let her body
rest as water splashed all over her boobs. She had the sexiest and tannest
body ever.

They both talked about different things as both washed their hot bodies
off.

Celina got out first and out on some short short silk pink sleeping shorts,
and a silk tanktop. Her sexy legs were shown and her huge boobs popped out.
She opened Amisha door and looked inside. Amisha was washing her body off.

She closed the door and went to her bed. They had to share one tonight.

She got under the covers covering her sexy legs and she watched the roof.

Amisha put on some short short white sleeping shorts and a shirt. She
looked so hot. She had the most sexiest, tanniest, juiciest legs ever.

She walked to Celina bed and got under the covers. Celina turned the lights
off.

Amisha yawned and got under the covers. Celina said " Amisha, you did great
tonight" Amisha smiled "well?"

Celina asked Amisha something as it was "GIRL TIME"

She asked if she ever thought about Priyanka Chopra?

Amisha said "yeah,i like her and she is really
attractive.

Celina said "hey guess what? one day i went to see Priyanka and i saw her
panties! They were white and were so damn hot."

Amisha smiled and said "Lara Dutta changes in front of me like nothing when we shot last movie." Celina said "does she shave?"

Amisha said "no, she has a mid bush and it looks soft."

Celina smiled and said, "she needs to start, pretty soon she will have it
exposed in the movie while wearing skirt."

Celina and Amisha soon felt tired. Celina fell asleep first. Amisha was so
tired and bored.

She shook Celina and she was out cold. Amisha got under the covers. She
had a big huge ass and tan legs that were smooth and soft ,easy to lick. She
peeled Celina 's pink shorts off her skin and slowly pulled down her panties.
Celina had a small bush with a tan and pink pussy.

Amisha smiled as she tickled Celina pussy pubic hair.

Amisha stuck her finger up her pussy and fingered herself till she cam.
She moaned as cum dripped on the bed.

Celina woke up and said you okay v?

Amisha couldn't hold it and yelled "OH MY GOSHHHHHHHHH!" Celina turned over
fast and saw Amisha fingering her self.

Celina said "stop!!" Amisha moaned in amazement. Celina pulled down Amisha 's
panties and rubbed her pussy. Celina then began to lick Amisha 's wet vagina.

Amisha moaned as Celina licked her pussy hair and licked all of her sweet
cum.

Her pussy was sore from her sexy finger. She slammed a hand into Celina 's
shirt and she began to fondle with her breasts.

Amisha sqeezed and yelled in shock as they were so huge and firm.

She yelled as pussy juice leaked on Celina 's face. Celina mumbled, "Your
pussy smells like strawberry."

Amisha yanked Celina 's shirt off and pulled the bra down and saw Celina 's
huge breasts and nipples. She sqeezed and moaned as Celina licked the shit out
of her.

Celina got up and pulled Amisha 's shirt off. She began to suck on her hard
nipples and fingered her pussy.

Amisha could smell Celina 's breath and smelled her own pussy.

Amisha pushed Celina down and pulled the shorts down her sexy big thighs.

She then ate out Celina. She cam fast and yelled in amazment at how fast
Amisha could lick.

Amisha grabbed her ass and stuck fingers in her pink hole.

Celina grabbed Amisha s huge boobs and rubbed them fast.

They got in the 69 position and licked each others pussy. They both yelled
in relax. They both bit and sucked and licked till they both cam.

Celina got under the covers and went back to sleep. Amisha continued to rub
her ass all night.

Fucking Sameera reddy

My heart was beating at a thunderous pace as I entered the lobby of Hilton Hotel, Dubai to meet my dream date. I had won a TV poll competition conducted by Star India TV Channel and the lucky winners was to meet the Bollywood (Indian Film Industry) star Sameera Reddy in this very hotel in Dubai, UAE. The complete package included, besides cash prize, a three nights stay in the hotel in a room adjacent to Sameera Reddy's and to enjoy her companionship throughout the stay during meals, coffee and tea times and at gym and swimming hours. It was an outstanding package and I couldn't think of anything more. Before continuing, I'd like to tell my readers that I'm a Indian guy living and working in Dubai for last 4 years.

The organizers welcomed me in the lobby and escorted me to a private corner where no other persons were allowed to sit and eat. It was dimly lit with strikingly romanticist surroundings with sentimental music playing in the background.

We took a turn at the end of the lobby and the next moment was bedazzling. The moment I'd dreamed of thousands of times and the moment I'd waited for with such eagerness. And here I was, standing right in front of this stunning and dazzling beauty, Sameera Reddy, one of the biggest and most sensational Bollywood star. Her endearing face was embellished with a warm smile. The outfit she was wearing was just perfect. The back V shaped blouse revealing her neckline with its stripes running across her neck down to the middle of her back. The organizers introduced us and she stretched her hand for handshake. Taking her hand in mine caused shockwaves going through my body. We exchanged pleasantries as the escorts hurried back to the hotel lobby, leaving two of us alone in a luminescent, private corner of the dining hall. I was still in a state of disbelief.

We sat across the table. Sameera was looking in a very casual mood, talking freely and this gave me confidence to let me get hold of my nerves. I told her that I'd been her fan since I first saw her in a movie, and that I'd never missed any of her movies. We discussed about her different roles in movie and she looked impressed that I remembered every bit of her film career. We talked over a dinner which lasted over 2 hours and when both of us left the dining hall for our rooms, we had become very good acquaintances to each other, if not friends.

That night in my hotel room, which was adjacent to Sameera's, I lied on my bed recalling the moments I'd just shared with my all time favorite celebrity and a dream girl and wondering what was coming n next three days that I was going to spend with her. Sameera's appealing figure was in my eyes, her long dark legs, her seductive neckline, her bitchy face and more particularly her sexy feet in her open striped shoes which I'd been furtively and slyly looking at during our conversation.

For my readers, I'd like to mention that beautiful female feet, and specially the female celebrities feet have been my weakness for so long that I don't remember. I have a huge collection of movie clips, magazine and movie scans, and pictures showing barefoot celebrities. The sight of lovely toes and soles of female celebrities drive me crazy. Of course the barefoot pictures and movie clips of Sameera Reddy top my list of beautiful adorable feet. I've licked and kissed and jerked off on these pictures and clips hundreds of times in my life.

Images of Sameera's lovely toes from that night's meeting were stirring up my emotions. I jumped off the bed and opened my bag, took out a folder of selected pictures of Sameera Reddy's lovely feet and spread them on the couch. Then I turned on my laptop and started playing the movie clips I'd cut from a number of Sameera Reddy's movies in which her feet were bare and exposed.

I quickly undressed myself and started kissing and licking her barefoot pictures vehemently. My eyes were going through every image and I was jerking my dick speedily. Within a few seconds I reached orgasm and shot my cum all over the couch. And it was that very moment that my room door was gently knocked and before I could answer, the door knob clicked and the door started opening. In my anxiousness I had forgotten to lock it.

As the door swung open, my eyes caught Sameera Reddy standing there with a bewildered face and looking in a state of utter disbelief at what she was witnessing. Her biggest ever fan masturbating naked over dozens of her own pictures and clips in which she was barefoot. I grabbed my shirt shamefully and tried to cover my naked body with it.

"Oh my God" she blurted. "I can't believe this".

I thought she would leave immediately and also I wanted her to, but she seemed affixed in the entrance as if to disgrace me even further. I was dying with shame.

"Get dressed up and see me in 10 minutes in my room", she said sharply and hurled the door shut to go back to her room.

I covered my face with both hands and sat there for a few minutes, still very embarrassed. Was this the end of my dream tour? "Oh God, no" I shook my head. I wondered what Sameera would be thinking about me.

"Okay, enough is enough. Let's face what happens next", I said to myself. She could excuse herself from this tour, but at least she couldn't hang me for this. I wore my clothes and knocked at Sameera's room door with wobbling heart.

"Yes" came Sameera's voice and I entered her room. She was half lying in her bed, waiting for me. Her face didn't reveal any signs of disgust or may be she was an expert in hiding her feelings.

Sameera nodded me to take seat. I sat in the chair with a bit of uneasiness.

"So, would you like to tell what was it that I just saw in you room?" she asked casually.

"I'm sorry for that" was all I could speak.

"No, I'm not asking for your apology. Whatever you do in your privacy is not my concern. Just tell me what was that? Why did you choose my images for that purpose?" She demanded with a serious face.

"And for your information, I'd came to your room to ask for a cigarette. My pack of Marlboro was finished and I didn't have a spare pack with me", she told me.

It was the time I thought it better to tell her the truth. I was ready for her reaction. The time I'd spent with her this evening was enough for me.

"Well, I won't lie. I have a fetish for lovely female celebrities' feet. And as I have told you earlier, I have a long time crush on you. I admire whole of your body as well as I admire your work, but I'm crazy about your feet. Out of all celebrities' pictures, your barefoot pictures are in largest number in my collection. What you caught me doing tonight is what I've been doing for years" I was saying keeping my head down.

A few moments passed in silence, and then I continued in a low pitch.

"I don't know why the sight of your feet drives me nuts, but it's not something I could resist. And before you call this meeting, I'd like to inform you that you've got the most beautiful feet in the world."

"Do you know something?" she started to speak. "You're the first person in the world to tell me that I have such beautiful feet."

I eyed her with a question mark on my face. I couldn't tell if she was angry with me or not.

Sameera continued in a casual tone as if she was enjoying my condition and shamefulness "So, what would be the one thing you would like to take with you as a memory of this tour before we separate our ways".

Reluctantly, I said "To touch your feet and capture dozens of images of your beautiful feet".

For the first time in past half an hour I saw a smile on Sameera's face. "I was expecting this" she said amusingly.

"You won't mind it?" I asked as my heart began pounding. I desperately wanted her answer in a big YES. This could be the first and last chance in my life to touch my favorite celeb's feet.

"I will, if you don't do it well. This is the first ever time I'm going to get my feet worshiped by someone, and if you fail to make me feel good, I'll surely mind it" Sameera granted my wish temptingly.

Although I couldn't believe on my ears, I jumped up without wasting any moment before Sameera could deny my wish for any reason whatsoever.

"Oh my……loads of thanks. You won't be disappointed" I assured her as my face glowed with happiness. I was going to touch her feet, I couldn't think of anything better than that.

Sameera smiled as I hurriedly moved to the lower of her bed. She was almost lying in the bed with her legs stretched. She had pink gown wrapped around her body and was up to her knee length. Her dark and long bare legs were looking very sexy. My heart was filled with excitement and beating as fast as if it would come out of my rib cage any moment. My dick was firm again. I bent to my knees and held on for a few seconds to savor the relishing moment I saw coming. Then, with adrenaline rushing in my blood and pressure mounting in my vessels, I gently touch her feet with both hands. My God, it sent shivers though my spine. Skin hair all over my body bristled. Was I seeing a dream? Oh God, it was too real to be a reality.

I grabbed her feet with my hands and started massaging them softly from toes to ankles. They were so soft and delicate that I have never touched anything with such mildness. And they were warm, with the increasing blood circulation caused by my caressing. I was rubbing them as gently as possible, while keeping an eye on her face noticing her expressions that she was enjoying it. Her feet were long and her soles were curvy. They were deeply arched from the lower middle part of her feet.

I was dying to kiss her lovely feet but was prolonging the caressing of her feet to enjoy the moment at maximum. Then I couldn't wait longer and brought my face closer to her bare soles. The ecstatic smell of her soles was frenzying me.

I kissed her soles and found myself lost in another world. In heaven I believe. The soft and tender touch of her feet on my lips was taking my senses away. I had lost the appetite for anything in the world but her sweet and sexy feet. I had my lips stuck to her soles and my face buried in her feet. The time had stopped for me. I was absorbing the taste of feet into my soul.

Our eyes met and I witnessed Sameera closing her eyes and her face was filled with gratification. She was very much into this now.

I took a mouthful of her toes, taking them as much inside my oral cavity as I could and sucking her juicy toes. She had goddam sexy toes with white and shiny long toenails. I desperately wanted to eat her feet and chew her juicy toes. I kept twisting my tongue all over her feet, sucking every inch of them. Her fleshy and soft heels, her sexy ankles, her curved soles and her luscious toes, all were wet and soaked with my saliva.

"How do you feel now?" I asked Sameera.

"Just keep doing this. I'm loving it. Please DO NOT stop." She murmured in a soft demanding voice.

"Your feet are the most delicious thing I have ever tasted……mmmmm. I can live only on your feet if you keep feeding me your bootylicious toes forever" I said while keep licking her soles.

"Oh yesss….eat my feet forever" Sameera said seductively.

I stood up and reached for the fridge. Sameera was looking surprised. I opened the fridge door and picked up packs of peanut butter, milk cream and cherry juice and returned to my position in her feet.

"What are you gonna do?" She was curious.

"Preparing my meal. You're gonna love it." I smiled at her.

First I spread peanut butter on her soles, on upper part of her feet, on her heels and on her toes with knife. Then I started swallowing it all. The peanut butter had never tasted so good before. Then I applied milk cream all over her feet and suckled it all as well. Lastly, I poured cherry juice on her feet and licked it up with my tongue. My God, I'd never felt as good as I had at that moment. I didn't stop there and kept plastering her feet with these food items until they were finished and kept suckling them, cleaning her feet with my lips and tongue. I was lapping up the remains of these juices like a dog. Yes, I was behaving like a dog, her foot slave, slurping the cream and butter off her feet.

I was still sucking her long sexy toes. I kept engulfing her both big toes as deep into my throat as I could, suckling their luscious, salty juices. And I kept biting on her lovely heels and soles leaving my bite marks on them.

I was jerking my dick real fast while sucking Sameera's feet juices. Suddenly I stopped, took off my trousers as Sameera looked bewildered.

"What's this?" she asked.

"I have masturbated hundreds of times on your pics, I beg you to please let me masturbate on your feet in real" I pleaded.

"Oh, okay" Sameera granted me permission.

I touched her feet with my rock solid 7 inches long dick and found electric pulses running through it. I was rubbing my feet with her feet, jerking it fast. Then, I took her left big toe in my mouth, almost chewed it with excitement and BOOOOM…I came instantly and my cum jetted out with a thrust and landed on her beautiful feet. Ah, I felt as good as never before.

Sameera didn't say anything but I noticed a wicked smile on her face. I lapped up my own cum off her feet which tasted fucking good. My fantasy had just become reality.

As I continued to lick her feet, I heard Sameera moaning with fervor. She had seen and enjoyed such intense foot worship and a long hard dick cumming on her sexy feet. Maybe she wanted it to enter her pussy, I kept guessing.

"Ma'am, do you want it inside you?" I asked hesitantly while holding and gently rubbing my still half-erected dick.

"Oh sure" moaned Sameera without hesitating.

If it was some other time that Sameera had asked me to fuck her pussy with my dick, I wouldn't believe my ears. But the urge of the moment made me jump onto her bed, on top of her without wasting a second. I started French kissing her vehemently. My lips locked with hers, and I was sucking her tongue letting her sweet saliva drip through my oral cavity.

Sameera twined her arms around my back and pulling closer as my lips continued to stick to her skin. I was kissing her cheeks, under her ears, neck continuously and my hands were on her boobs, pressing and caressing them. Minutes passed, and I started undressing myself. Sameera also took off her gown to reveal her brown sexy figure. She was wearing a white bra and a white panty.

"Let me unhook this" I said eagerly and unhooked her bra to unleash her super sexy, tight breasts with dark brown nipples. I removed her panty as well and now the Goddess of my dreams was lying naked in front of me, waiting for a good fuck from me.

I grasped her tits and cupped tem in my hands. Then savoring the moment, I took her left nipple in my teeth and pressed a bit. Sameera squeezed her arms around me as if to ask me to suck them. I took a mouthful of her tits, sucking them wildly. I was switching between her tits, taking them into my mouth one after the other. Sameera was moaning with intense excitement.

I stopped sucking her boobs after a few minutes and asked.

"Will you please suck my dick, ma'am?".

"Yeah, why not" said Sameera eagerly and held me dick.

I sat on bed, resting my back on the pillow as Sameera stroked my dick and played with my balls. Then she bent on her knees and kissed my dick. Her soft lips sped up the blood circulation in my cock. She took my dick cap into her mouth and gradually moving down, she engulfed it fully.

"Do you like it?" I asked, and she nodded without stopping sucking my dick.

Sameera had taken as deep into her throat as it could go and was moving her face up and down. I closed my eyes in excitation. She worked up my cock efficiently. I was about to cum for the third time when I held her head to stop the blowjob. When she took it out from her mouth, it was wet and saliva was dripping down.

"I bet your as good at eating pussy as you're at foot worship" Sameera winked at me and lied on bed with her legs wide spread.

"Mmmmm…I'm gonna love it" saying that, I quickly got between her legs.

She had a dark, half shaved pussy. I put my right finger on her labia, pulled it gently and then gradually inserted my finger into her clitoris. Sameera shivered with excitement as I moved my finger in and out of her pussy before pulling it out to lick her salty and sticky pre cum liquids.

"Yummmmmy" I exclaimed as I licked her juices off my finger.

Without wasting any time, I stuck my lips to her cunt, kissing and licking it passionately. Sameera's naked body was quivering with immense pleasure. I bit her labia again and again and poked my tongue inside her pussy to keep feeding myself on her pussy juices.

"Oh my God……I need you inside me right now. Please fuck me" she was begging and moaning.

"Oooohh yeahhh…..fuck me baby, fuck me now" she moaned again.

I sat on my knees and holding my dick in hand, I shoved it in slightly to enter through the opening of her slippery pussy. Then keep pushing it in gently, I was fully inside her now. It was a mind blowing feeling to have my cock sank deep inside Sameera Reddy's wet pussy. It was a dream coming true. My cock was resting in her hot desi Hindu pussy as I got on top of her. I felt throbbing in my heart.

"Aaaahh, great" she screamed "Your dick is bigger than I have ever seen."

I smiled and started moving it in and out of her pussy. Slowly in the start and then gaining momentum with every passing second. I grabbed her tits and bit her nipples. Her arms were spiraling around my waist and pressing me to almost stick to her body. Her fingers were continuously moving on my back. I was kissing on her cheeks and neck. We joined our lips together and I sucked her lips as I fucked her even faster at a heartrending speed. It wasn't more than a minute that she exclaimed.

"I'm coming…….fuck fast baby".

As I sped up a bit more she hit orgasm and squeezed me in her arms tightly.

"Ooooohhhhh….yeeaaahhhhh, mmmmmm" she was moaning and all kind of voices were coming out of her mouth.

And with a deep, powerful thrust I reached orgasm too and came right inside her pussy, pumping my sperm shots in her womb. We both held each other tightly as I kept pouring my seeds in her womb. She wrapped her legs around my waist as to let her vagina suck every drop of my cum.

"Feels so good, so warm inside me….want all of your seeds" she smiled satisfactorily.

"I feel like in heaven" I smiled back.

We both lied in the same position gasping and panting. My cock was still buried deep inside her wet and slippery pussy as the last drop of my cum absorbed in her womb.

Almost ten minutes had gone by when we both decided to fuck more.

"Keep fucking me whole. I can't wait" Sameera said.

"Oh yes, you're mine for now and I don't want to waste a moment" I said exuberantly.

Keeping me dick inside her pussy, we rolled and changed positions. This time, Sameera was on top. I asked her that I wanted to lick her feet while fucking and she sat on my dick in such a position that her bent knees were touching her breasts and her feet were covering my face. She started moving up and down on my cock and I held her feet on my face to lick her soles. With Sameera gaining speed and fucking my dick fast, her sexy delicious soles tasted even greater. I continued eating her wonderful feet until we both came together. Sameera stopped moving and stood still on my cock as our cum juices mixed with each other's flooded our genitals. Sameera lied on my chest and we gasped for air as I moved my fingers across her hair.

"It was the best fuck of my life" I admitted and she smiled.

She rolled off me after a few minutes. Her pussy was soaked with white thick sticky liquid and my semen were oozing out. My dick was also wet with her salty liquids.

"I don't want to miss you when this tour ends" she said.

"Shall we meet again?" I eyed her eagerly.

"Of course we will. Dubai ain't too far away from India and I visit here often, almost every month" she smiled and it calmed my nerves. I too didn't want to miss her after this tour.

We extended our stay together in the same hotel to a week after the tour package came to an end and during this one week we fucked each other dozens of times. I ate out her damn sexy feet a thousand times. It was the most wonderful and unforgettable time in my life. And yes, we also fucked each other afterwards whenever Sameera came to Dubai, either because of her shootings or on vacations.

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The Biggest Boobs of Bollywood – Manisha Koirala’s Breasts

I am the Driver of the Bollywood Celebrity Manisha Koirala. I was lusting over her from the very first day I had seen her in the movies. Luckily I got her job and was watching her very closely. Whenever I got chance, I peeped at her and enjoyed the view of her special body parts which her fans can only dream of. I specially liked her really BIG and HEAVY breasts which jiggle with her movement. I also liked her VOLUPTIOUS hip. I don’t think my cock ever got limp from the day I joined her job. When she was with me, watching her gave me hard on and I remained hard with her thoughts when she was not near. While driving her to any place, I adjusted the rear view mirror at her boobs and watched those ROYAL WATER MELONS. Whenever we entered a bumpy road, my eyes remained fixed at her boobs and I watched her breasts jiggle and move up and dow with every bump of the car.

I used to go just crazy to squeeze those big mountains, to suck them, lick them, eat them. I wanted to kiss and squeeze those big butt-cheeks of hers. My only dream was to get her boobs and ass fuck her. One day, she went to a Shooting, dressed in a pink Ghagra-Choli. The dress was tight and showed all the curves clearly. Her boobs were trying to come out, tearing the choli. She was looking more beautiful and sexy than ever. When she danced, her butt and breast jiggled wildly. All the while I was watching her movement and my hard on was very much painful for me. Today I was just mad in lust. While driving her home, I was looking at her from my rear view mirror. She looked so HOT that I just couldn’t take my eyes off her. She also noticed that, but tried to ignore me. But suddenly she asked me, “What the hell you are looking at?” I didn’t try to control my tongue and answered, “I am looking at you.” Even I was surprised at my reply as I knew this could be my last day at her service. I looked at her and saw her looking at me totally stunned. She was speechless for a while and finally she told me angrily, “Watch your mouth or you are gonna be in trouble for your comment.” But at that moment, I was not in a position to bother about my job. Her threat did not disturb me at all and I still kept looking at her. But somehow this started to excite her because I saw her looking at me and smiling naughtily.

I was getting aroused more and more. I saw the little grin on her face and thought of trying my luck. I took a deep breath and gathered the courage to put my job and life on the line. I remarked, “You know something, Ma’am? You are the most beautiful lady on earth.” I stopped for sometimes and finally expressed my feelings, “And the most beautiful thing about you, are your lovely breasts. I have tried to control my feelings from the very first day I joined your job, but now I can not do so anymore.” By then she was intensely aroused and without saying a word she undid her middle buttons on her Choli and to let me catch a glimpse of her lacy white bra. I again looked at the rear view mirror and now I was stunned and speechless. I had the biggest hard on of my life. I was motionless for about one minute and if that was not a free road, I would have had an accident. She had a naughty smile on her beautiful juicy lips. I immediately held the break and asked her to sit beside me in the front. She obliged. She came from the rear and sat next to me. Immediately I put my hand on her blouse and into her bra, tweaking and pinching her nipples while I drove with one hand. It was like I was in some kind of half consciousness and half dream. Because it was hard to believe that I was finally feeling and playing with the biggest boobs of Bollywood. I accelerated the car almost running over people as I drove to my house. We arrived at my house. After parking the car, I almost ran out and came to her door. I pulled her out a bit roughly and quickly took her inside so that no one can see her. I was very turned on and excited and was shaking with anticipation.

Inside I put her on the bed and held her big boobs from over her dress, all the while remarking how gorgeous they were, slapping and playing with them. I then took off my pant and underwear, threw them away. Holding her hair in my hand, I jerked her face towards my pulsating cock saying, “You have teased it so bad. Now its pay back time.” I stuck my hot hard dick in her mouth, moving it in and out gently at first but then real fast. She began sucking my penis hard, I was jerking it in and out of her mouth, this time she almost choked on it. She was enjoying every minute of it, sucking my lollypop all the way. Suddenly she got up from the bed, pushing me away. Next she commanded, “If you want me to remove my dress, Beg me. Beg like a servant. Lick my feet like a doggy.” Blinded by lust, I immediately fell on all four and started licking her pretty feet and sucking her beautifully painted toes. Off went her Cholie and my mind was blown. Manisha had a creamy body complexion and her gigantic breasts were threatening to jump out of the tight prison of the white satin bra, which appeared to be one size too short.

With those BIG boobs, she looked busty. One third of her tits and a massive cleavage were exposed. I put my hands on them from over the bra and began pumping hard. My each hand was not covering one full breast. I was surprised to find out how soft those BIG COCONUT sized BREASTS were. I started kissing and nuzzling her throat and kneading the juicy and creamy tits with my both hands. The nipples became harder. It was too good to stop. She was moaning loudly. I moved down to her white belly. I moved my tongue in her big deep Navel. I licked her whole belly with special attention to her beautiful Navel, while pulling the knot of the Ghagra. But she stopped my hand. Seeing my condition, she laughed loudly. My cock was throbbing wildly. She held it with her creamy soft hands and ordered me, “Take off all your clothes.” I immediately obliged and was totally naked now. The next step was off course removal of her salwar, for which I was forced to adopt a prostrating posture on the bed keeping my buttocks high. My asshole was totally exposed and at her mercy. Calling me a bad boy, Manisha inserted her middle finger right up my ass hole. With her other hand she started toying with my cock. After few thrusts with her finger she withdrew and to my utter horror struck my bottoms with all her force. "Beg for a peek of my cunt, you bastard", she said in a totally charged tone.

I started begging like a road side begger, "Please.. Ma’am.. please show your cunt.. please show your beautiful pussy… and after that you can even kick my butt if you want to.." She gave a last quick squeeze to my cock and started opening the knot of her salwar. I turned around and had a look at Manisha. She was standing now only clad in a white bra and matching panty. Unable to fight with my desire any more, I leapt on her and tore off her bra. Her big, ripe, milky, water melon like breasts jumped out of the bra. She had large pinkish-brown nipples. As I started sucking her boobs like a maniac, Manisha heaved a sigh of lust, "Oh BHG, Pump them. Suck them!" I started slapping each, one by one, making them jiggle wildly. Then with my mouth, I began to ravage them. Her moans and occasional screams of pain were driving me even wilder. She was moaning with pleasure, her whole body was trembling in excitement. I caught hold of her waist and hips and hugged her very tightly, her boobs pressing against my chest. Then she looked into my eyes, her eyes filled with lust. I kissed her on her lips. It was a full kiss, our lips biting each other. She was kiss me roughly. Then we got separated. I looked at her tits. They were moving up and down while she was breathing heavily in lust. I started pressing her boobs again. I crushed them on my face. I kept interchanging my attention between her two breasts, kissing, sucking licking and chewing them. She moaned with delight, grabbed my hair and pulled down my head in the direction of her pussy, which was by now hot like a fireball out of hell. "Dear, suck me", was her next order. Her moist panty soon disappeared from the scene, exposing her throbbing cunt. This was my first look at her hole, which had been wet and available for me to explore. Her golden-black pubic bush was dense and love juices were already dripping.

Opening of her cunt was hidden behind the thick jungle of hair. I pushed my tongue through the pubic fields. The first touch of my tongue with the outer lips of her cunt sent an electrical shock through both our bodies. The saltish taste of her love juices was loveable. I started licking her creamy vaginal lips forcing my tongue on to her inner flesh. She was becoming wetter by the minute, flooding my mouth. Manisha's moaning and sighing moved onto a higher pitch. I told her to turn around and suck my cock in a 69 position. Manisha agreed readily and swallowed the whole length of my pulsating cock in her warm and wet mouth once again. It was sensational. I felt my cum boiling in my testicles. She gurgled and pressed her face against my hard cock. I started lapping her pussy with greater favor and she in turn started giving me the blow-job of my life. Both of us were panting like animals. Chewing her dark pinkish pussy was a great turn-on and with a great shudder I released my hot load on her pretty face. She also came at that very moment. My cum was splattered all over Manisha's face and she swallowed the whole lot and also licked my cock clean. Relieved for the time being at least, I pulled Manisha's beautiful naked body towards me and buried my head between her magnificent boobs. She whispered in my ear, "BHG Dear, I want you to fuck me the whole night long. You have awakened the sleeping volcano. Now you will have to make it COOL!" On hearing this invitation, my cock once again started to gain momentum. I started with gentle kisses on her juicy soft lips. Her hands were sliding all over my body and she started scratching my back with her long nails. Her erect nipples were thrust into my chest. I took her tongue in my mouth and started sucking it. She returned the gesture. Slowly my hands moved down as well and I cupped my hands on her quivery and naked ass cheeks.

I parted her big soft buttocks and felt for her ass-hole. It was shut tight but my finger managed to enter the hot spot. It needed some lubrication. I turned her around, spread her buttocks, exposing her ass hole. I began licking her butthole like a hungry dog. She was shivering in excitement. Then I started licking the area surrounding her asshole also. I inserted one finger inside her asshole. Proper lubrication of my saliva ensured smooth entry. Manisha was moaning with pleasure. When one finger started to move easily, I lubricated another one and made it two at one go. A little sigh from Manisha was the only resistance to an otherwise perfect entry of my dual-finger tool. Now the moment of truth arrived. My bulging cock was raring to have a go at Manisha's butter like ass. I placed my dick on the tip of her ass hole. Then with a sudden thrust I pushed it in. Her big hips felt so great against my abdomen. A huge cry came out from Manisha's pretty throat, "Oh! You have torn my ass. Go away!" Without bothering for her protest, I continued my piston like motion. As I was fucking her from rear, her boobs were moving back and forth. The sight of her boobs jiggling like crazy turned me on even more, I kept slapping her ass hard and grabbing and pinching her tits every chance I got.

Manisha was really turned on and unleashed a volley of abuses at me, "You bastard, you mother fucker, come. Fuck me hard!” Her screaming abuses made me quicken my pace. There was tremendous heat in her rear hole and the inner walls crushing against my cock made me come again. I pulled out my cock at the last moment and this time splashed my hot love juice all over her soft buttocks. Manisha's body was still rocking from the force of my thrusts and after getting discharged I fell on top of her. Bathed in a mixture of sweat and cum, we found comfort in each other's arms. Holding Manisha's nude body close to mine was a great tonic. We lay there for a while before Manisha whispered, "Darling, my pussy is still hungry and waiting for your dick to fuck her." Then she took the cock in her cozy little mouth. A couple of hearty sucks by her were all my cock needed to bring it back to life. It soon started exploring depths of her throat. She told me to lie down on my back. I did so. The only vertical thing was my throbbing cock. Manisha moved on top of me and slid the eager tool in her thirsty vagina. As soon as the entire length of my cock disappeared in her pussy, Manisha closed her eyes with pleasure."Ooooh! it is so gooood darling", she hissed. She was riding on my throbbing dick and I also started pumping from below. I leant her over me and started eating away at her beautiful big hanging breasts, biting really hard and sucking even harder. Her up and down movement continued for a while before we changed the posture.

Now it was the more regulation style with me on top of her. Pulling her legs up, I entered her and started fucking her hard and mercilessly, holding her legs on to my shoulders. She was moaning and screaming really loud from the mixture of intense pain and pleasure. Speed was the name of the game as I banged my cock time and again against her pussy. Manisha was enjoying it like anything. I bit one of her nipples and she withered with pain but didn't say anything as the pleasure of getting a grand pussy fuck was too much and she was eager to savor every moment of it. Then both of us stood up and I forced her to take my cock in a standing posture. She was so wet that my tool slid inside her hot cunt in a jiffy. I rammed her till she came like a fucking whore all around my penis. It was too much for me as well. I pulled out my cock, pushed Manisha against floor and came all over her boobs.

Fucking Deepika And Priyanka

Hi This Is vessy in front of you with another story. First of all, I am sorry to my readers to posting a story after a long gap. But I am sure you all have not forgotten me. So, this story of mine is a fantasy, truly speaking. But I expect good remark when you will completely read it. In this story I am not handicap. This story or fantasy is with me and my favorite actresses Deepika Padukone and Priyanka Chopra. I enjoyed them completely in this fantasy. In this story as I will assume it in the entire story, I, Deepika and Priyanka are friends.

So, I should start the story. I live alone in my 2 bed room flat in Mumbai doing some business related to the film industry. One Sunday morning, I was sleeping till late and suddenly the phone rang and I lazily picked it up. There was Priyanka at the other side. She was actually in a hurry. She said “Hello Amit, how are you?” I replied and greeted her “Hi Priyanka, I am fine, good morning.” Then she continued “ok, can we meet today?” I said “Yes why not? Come to my home anytime. It’s Sunday.” Then she said “Ok, I am coming in the evening. I will explain you everything.” I was a bit confused. I was thinking that is there something serious? Anyways it was 7:30 in the evening when the doorbell rang. I thought it must be Priyanka, so I approached the door. I opened it and saw Priyanka and Deepika standing on the door. Priyanka was wearing a white very tight top with a tight butt pressing blue jeans. She was looking like a killer looking to kill anyone with her assets. Then Deepika was wearing a peach colored gown which was too deep. The cleavage and the shape of boobs were visible. But I controlled my emotions and welcomed them in. They took a seat and I offered them coffee. After all these formalities I broke the ice and asked Priyanka “What happened Priyanka, you were looking anxious in the morning?” I only had to say that and Priyanka started as if she was waiting for this “Amit, we want your help. Actually I and Deepika have got an offer from a foreign condom making company for acting in a documentary for their product. They are giving a big amount for this and we don’t want to leave this.” Then I queried “then what’s the problem?” This time Deepika explained “the problem is only here. In that documentary, I have a role of a prostitute and Priyanka is a house wife. But both of us have to do sex with a guy in that documentary.” Then Priyanka continued “We have managed to negotiate that we will choose the hero of this documentary because we can’t be comfortable with anyone fucking us. After all we are not a prostitute.” After hearing my mind was still searching for their problem and then for its solution. But Deepika helped me in this and announced clearly “We want you to be our hero and we will be fucked only by you.” I was shocked by hearing this that two most beautiful, sexy woman on this world as I reckon are begging to be fucked by me. I told them immediately “I am ready to do this.” Then Priyanka explained me the whole concept and asked me to be ready tomorrow morning for rehearsals. The documentary was like this, Deepika is a prostitute and Priyanka is my wife. I go to the brothel regularly to have fun and do sex with my wife only to produce children. I don’t use condom while doing sex. The documentary shows one such night when I don’t used condom with the prostitute and become a victim of AIDS that cost me my wife’s life.

So the next morning, Priyanka and Deepika was knocking the door. I opened the door and saw again thosesex goddesses on my doorstep. Deepika was wearing a red too tight shorts and a navel showing top and Priyanka was killing me with her micro mini skirt with a sexy bra type top. They entered without any permission and immediately Priyanka said “Don’t waste anymore time and start rehearsal. Both of us, me and Deepika agreed and started reading the first scene. It was with Deepika where I had to fuck her. The scene was of the brothel. So, we start rehearsals. Priyanka was assuming to be the owner of the brothel. I entered there and asked Priyanka “Kya Munni Bai, kaisi ho?” She replied “Theek hain saahab, apka saaman taiyaar hai apke liye.” Then I moved to a room and there was Deepika waiting for me in shorts and top (because we were doing rehearsal). So, I entered in the room and asked Deepika “Kya haal hai, Jaan?” She replied “Tumhare bin kuchh theek nahi hai.” Then I said “To lo abhi theek kar dete hain.” Then I moved to her. She smiled and invited me to enter her heaven. I sat near her and touched her soft cheeks. She supported me with her action. Then I caressed her lips and moved my mouth to her lips. She was very excited with this. Then I slowly started kissing her. Firstly, I made her lips wet with my tongue. Then slowly I entered my tongue into her mouth. I poured some saliva in her mouth. She swallowed it and gave her saliva in exchange. It was so tasty. I was feeling so happy to kiss Deepika Padukone, the sexiest woman on earth. Then I accelerated the kissing and started chewing her lips, cheeks and then I moved down to her neck. Her neck is so nice and in shape. I licked her neck too. She was just enjoying these gestures made by me. Both of us forget that we are rehearsing and we actually started fucking each other. I was continuing to explore her body so in this process I moved my hands to her butt, the best part of a woman body. I was moving my palm from the top of her shorts on her ass. She was supporting me with giving me space to move my hands. I was squeezing her butts. Then she also made some moves and started moving her hands on my back. She was scratching it. I was also feeling very excited. Then I moved towards her boobs. I was caressing it too from her top. But I think she didn’t like it and in a flash stimulated her top out of her body and said “Now don’t open my bra and panty but tear it off.” I took it as a pleasure and just snatched her bra. Now she was topless in front of me. I started sucking her nipples, brown, rock hard and inviting nipples. She was also moving her hands on my hair to encourage me. Then I took her entire left boob in my mouth and was pressing the other one from one hand. Her boob was not too big so I it was not hard to take her whole boob in my mouth. I was chewing her boobs and she was enjoying this. While doing this I was opening the button of her shorts. I undo it and asked her to lift herself so that I can open her shorts and let her heaven come in open. She obeyed it and lifted her ass to open her shorts. I opened it and as per her request I virtually frayed her black semi transparent panty. Now her pussy was free and was inviting to be fucked. When I saw her virgin, pink pussy in front of me I went mad. I pounced between her legs and my mouth was ready to enter her pussy. Firstly, I checked it. The aroma of her pussy was electrifying. She just gave me a nod to lick each and every part of her pussy. I started licking her pussy. I touched it with the tip of my tongue. She got a 1000 watt current in her body. Then I slowly started licking and eating her pussy. She was enjoying every moment of it. I was also very happy that I am giving a good fuck to a big heroine whom I admired the most. Then I started inserting my tongue into her pink pussy. The taste of her perfume mixed with the aroma of her urine smelled so good. I buried my tongue into her deep pussy. She was caressing my hair to give me signals of her pleasure and was making sounds like “oooooohhhhhh just go deeeeeeeepppp.” Then I continued the tour of her pussy and explored each and every part of her virgin, tight pussy. I virtually ate her pussy lips and have inserted my mouth deep in her pussy. Then I moved my mouth out of it and took my middle finger to finger fuck her. I slowly inserted my finger in her tight pussy because I didn’t want to give pain to a heroine. So, I started giving slow jerks into her pussy. She was making full fun of it. Suddenly I felt that someone is opening the button of my jeans. I moved to see it and to my surprise I saw that Priyanka was unbuttoning me. I said “But this is not in the scene.” Then she said carelessly “Forget it!” I understood that she just couldn’t control herself seeing this steaming scene. I thought that what problem I have in this. I will only enjoy fucking both these goddesses at a time, so I continued. In the meanwhile Priyanka undid my jeans totally and my dick with its full length came out. Priyanka cried “Wow! And you kept it in a cage till now.” With this she took my dick in her palm and then in her mouth. Firstly, she touched her tongue tip then she took my dick’s full length in her mouth. It was too big for her but she took it. She was giving me a good hard blowjob. I was also enjoying fucking Deepika’s pussy. I was moving my mouth in and out of her pussy and she was taking my dick in her mouth. My penis was in Priyanka’s mouth and I was eating Deepika’s cunt. All three of us were lost in each other’s body. After a good 15 minutes session, all of us parted and I said “Now leave the rehearsal, we will do it on the set directly. But today let us enjoy each other and loose our virginity to each other.” Both of them smiled and agreed. Then I said “Now Priyanka, you lick Deepika’s pussy and Deepika you lick Priyanka’s.” they took the position and Priyanka was under Deepika and both of them were in 69 position. They started licking each other’s heaven. Priyanka just buried her tongue in Deepika’s pussy quickly but Deepika was just licking her pussy lips. But both of them were enjoying the lesbian act. When they were doing so, I just went near Priyanka’s ass and started licking her ass cheeks. She was enjoying double bonanza with me and Deepika sucking her holes. Then I moved nearer to her hole. She was feeling too nice to have it. Then I came much closer and started licking her ass hole. It was stingy but I liked it them most in woman’s body. So, I was busy licking her ass hole. We did this for another 15 minutes. Then Deepika said “Let’s have a domination session.” Priyanka and I agreed. But I said “What will we do in it?”

Deepika explained us and we started doing that. I was standing fully nude on the floor. Priyanka just came in my hands. Then positioned her a bit up from my dick and hold her. Then Deepika positioned my dick up to Priyanka’s pussy. Then Deepika started licking her pussy. She made it wet. Then I suddenly left Priyanka and my positioned dick entered her virgin pussy. She just shouted “oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh mmmmmmyyyyyy ggggggooooooddddddd! Justttttttt leave me…. Oucccccchhhhhh” But me and Deepika were enjoying that pain. Then I took her to the bed and then started fucking her already paining pussy. With this Deepika took her 2 fingers and inserted it in Priyanka’s pussy. Those made her cry. Tears just came out of her eyes and she was begging to be left for some relief. But I was in no mood for that. I continued my hard fuck in a virgin pussy. The sound of my dick touching her extreme was very loud. While just fucking Priyanka I snatched Deepika and started slapping her ass. She was feeling pain but I was not feeling anything like that so I continued. I slapped her 4-5 times and her ass cheeks became red and hot. Then I removed my dick from Priyanka’s pussy and I hurriedly buried it in Deepika’s ass. She cried “aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh…. Whhhhatsssss thiiiiiiisssssss?” I replied “This is real entertainment.” She gave a smile in pain and just moved backward to give me a good access to her ass hole. In the meanwhile, Priyanka came back in her senses and saw me fucking Deepika. She took this opportunity and started slapping my ass. I was feeling that pain but was ok with it. I was continuing the ass fuck of Deepika which was really painful for her. Deepika was giving me good support and I like that in a sexual intercourse. After sometime I felt like I am going to cum. I putted my dick out of her ass and asked both of them to stand on their knees to take cum in their mouth. They obeyed this and stood this. I gave 2-3 strokes and a load of cum came out on the face of Deepika and Priyanka. The licked all of that. After that good long exciting session of sex with 2 sex goddesses, I thanked them to give me such a nice pleasure. They took it and told me that they also enjoyed fucking by me. I told them that the documentary will be too good when we are enjoying each other so well. With this hope they left and explained me when and where I have to come for the shoot.

The Horrible Rape of Diya Mirza

Bollywood Sex - The Horrible Rape of Diya Mirza

Profile - Diya Mirza Handrich or Dia Mirza , nicknamed Dee, (born 9 December 1981 in Hyderabad, Andhra Pradesh, India) is an Indian model and actress and Miss Asia Pacific for the year 2000.

Height

5' 6" (1.68 m)

She was also second runner up in the Miss India 2000 beauty contest.

When Diya Mirza awoke she noticed something was very wrong... Her limbs were aching and her head buzzing. She couldn't determine why it was so, she tried to move but could not. She was pinned spread-eagled on a bed , her arms and ankles tied to the bedposts. Still puzzled by this, Diya suddenly realized that something was missing- her CLOTHES.. She was spreadeagled on the bed stark naked.

Just then someone entered the room. It was Vishal her driver. Diya was absolutely aghast to know that she had been kidnapped by her driver.

"Hello my dear," he said nonchalantly. "I hope you slept well."

"Vishal!" she spat out with obvious venom. "What the hell is this? Where are my clothes? What's with the ropes?

Vishal had with him a camcorder he made some adjustments with it, keeping it focused on Diya's nude body.

"To answer your first question," he said without looking at her, "this is my little studio. And you are here because you will be shooting a little film with me."

"Like hell I will! Fuck you Vishal, let me out of here at once. Or else I will land you in jail forever." Diya screamed.

Vishal grinned and continued. "Fuck me?? Indeed you will darling. That's why i brought you here Diya."

"In your dreams" Diya said defiantly."stop this nonsense and let me free right away. And maybe I won't report you to the police"

Again, Vishal continued. " I know darling that you won't report me to the police. Cos if you do it will be so much publicity for you that your career will be over. Now if you cooperate with me here, this will be easier for us both." He looked up at her with a devilish grin and said "I just want to have a good time with you my dear!"

Diya's eyes went wide when she realized the implications of that statement. "You WOULDN'T DARE! No Vishal, don't rape me, please. I beg of you"

Vishal smiled as he turned his attention back to his camcorder. "Do you REALLY think that would stop me? Vishal hasn't done so much planning just to let go now. I want you Diya, I have been jerking off on you for five years, today is the time to fulfill my fantasies"

He reached over with a free hand and started feeling Diya's face. "Hmm.. well as I was saying, you will also learn to enjoy this Diya.."

He then caressed her hair, almost lovingly. "The camcorder is going to record all that we do here today. And if you say anything about this, this recording goes online, and your career goes bust Diya." He then drew his hand down to her breasts. "Hmm.. very nice work indeed.. are those real or implants Diya?"

"Real of course. " she said sobbing. "Vishal please don't do this to me"

Vishal slipped his hand underneath to her naked breasts. " You want this yourself baby. If not, your nipples wouldn't be getting hard by my touch. I can feel your breasts swell with anticipation as they are now under my touch.."

Sure enough, Diya's breasts WERE swelling and she could feel her nipples getting harder with the almost gentle caress of Vishal's hand. She grimaced, trying desperately hard to change herself or to even gain some semblance of control over her body again. She tried thinking that Vishal was afterall just her driver and she was a celebrity. But her body continued to betray her mind. She felt this ever more as Vishal moved his hand down past her belly, and down to her naked cunt.

"N-no," she said, almost pleading.

"You're wet down there. See? The body DOES betray the mind after all," Vishal said with a smile as he withdrew his roving hand and set up the camcorder on a nearby table. He plugged a cable into the back of the little television on the table - that would serve just fine as a monitor. He positioned the camera at the foot of the bed and cranked the tripod up high. On the monitor he could see that he shot was framed just right to capture all of the bed and especially Diya's exposed celebrity cunt. "You are mine, Diya. Body and soul. You will be mine!"

"No !!!" Diya said as she began to feel she was in her worst nightmare.

Vishal smiled. "We shall see.." Then he began to remove his pants.

"What are you DOING?" she demanded.

Vishal smiled as he pulled the pants down to past his hips. "I'm going to take you, Diya. Just like I said I would."

Diya's eyes went wide as she saw Vishal's chiseled, hairy physique, and then she saw his black HUGE cock as it started to grow and harden. It was clearly nine inches flaccid, but once it started growing it looked like it would be over a foot long!

'My god!' she said to herself.

Vishal grabbed hold of his huge member. "My friend here has been painfully lonely," he said with a smile. "He misses your sweet cunt, Diya!"

"Don't you DARE!" she screamed. "Don't you DARE do this!!" But her resistance was already waning.

" Come on Diya Darling." Vishal said as he leaped onto the table and stood in front of her. His now hard monstrous cock stood right in her face as he peered down to her chest. "I have been waiting a LONG time to do this."

With both hands he started kneading her breasts that were already hard.

"Oh god please Vishal.." she said as she began to sob. "I beg you.. PLEASE do-.."

She couldn't finish those words as Vishal shoved his hard cock into her open mouth. "That's more like it!" he said with satisfaction. "Just suck on that for a while. And no biting! "

Diya Mirza started to gag as the huge cock was forced into her mouth. Tears streamed down the sides of her face and she felt Vishal's hands on her breasts. Then she felt Vishal's hand reach down and his fingers thrust themselves into her wet pussy. She screamed as she was forced to suck on his cock. The vibrations from her mouth added to Vishal's pleasure.

Vishal looked down at her with a sinister smile. "Excellent! You DO know how to suck cock after all!"

Diya Mirza barely caught Vishal's statement. She was more interested in trying to breath while still sucking on his monstrous member. She was brought out of her concentration by a huge rush of sperm. Vishal came inside her mouth, making her gag with his semen, and spraying some of it out of her mouth.

Vishal pulled his cock out from her mouth. "Aw... you didn't swallow. Well you certainly are a mess, aren't you?" He pulled her cape off from underneath her body and used it as a rag to clean off her face and the table. "There, that's much better.."

Diya Mirza could only cough and fight to keep the bile that was building up inside her. She had never retched before, and she certainly wasn't going to start now!

"Now," Vishal said as he hoped back on the table, his cock already hard again,

Diya Mirza coughed as she began to realize what was going to happen. "No Vishal.. please.. not there.. not there!"

The tip of his cock touched her wet vagina. Pre-cum started to already ooze from it.

"No Vishal.." she begged. "Please.. no.."

Then it slid into her.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! OH GOD IT'S SPLITTING ME OPEN!!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Vishal said with satisfaction as he began to inch his massive cock into her cunt. "YES! That feels SOOOOO good! This will be SOOO wonderful!"

She tried to shut everything out. Tried to shut out the world. Tried to shut out everything going on. But it wasn't possible. His cock was too big. The waves of pleasure and pain swept her too fast.

"UUUUNNNGGGHHH... Vishal... n-n-no... p-p-p-p-please! OHGOD!! It's UUUNNNNNGGGGHHHH!!! It's too big... I can't ... I can't... UUUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHH!!!!"

The huge phallus was deep inside her. Deep inside her all-too-human- looking vagina and womb. Vishal said nothing, but the huge smile on his face was very uncharacteristic of the millionaire businessman who always fucked with a straight poker face. He began to pump his cock in and out of her, building a rhythm.

"NOOOO!!" Diya Mirza screamed. "NO! DON'T DO THIS!!! UUUNNNNGGGHHHHH!!! OHGOD NO Vishal!!!! UUUNNNNGGGHHH!!! DON'T!!!" She could feel him start to climax. "Vishal NOOOOO!! AAAAAHHHHHH!!! DON'T CUM IN MEEEEE! OHGOD!! IIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"

But it was too late. Vishal winced. Then he shivered. Then convulsed as his cock sprayed his sperm deep inside her. Deep inside her body. It almost felt like a fire hose of sperm spraying into her.

Vishal got off the table and looked down at the prone body of Diya. Her blond hair was wet from the sweat of her forced sex. Cum began to ooze out of her swollen cunt.

The video camera had witnessed every moment of her humiliation. He pulled a couple of large dildos from the bag and lubed them up. Diya's eyes nearly popped out!

The largest dildo had a funny little tickler at the base, sticking out on one side. Vishal fiddled with the battery/control pack attached to it, and the dildo between to vibrate, squirm and twist. Vishal spread her lips wide and placed the bulbous tip of the huge vibrator between her lips; pushing slowly but unstoppably, he penetrated her vagina and forced the humming toy in up to the hilt.

With the dildo now fully embedded in her cunt, Vishal switched on the clit tickler, which sprang to life, neatly nestled against Diya's engorged red clitoris. She bucked like a horse and her greedy cunt lips grasped tightly as Vishal fucked her a few times with the powerful vibrator.

His other hand reached for the second vibrator and switched it on. Vishal positioned the throbbing tip against the opening to her bowels. "Going up!", he announced cheerfully and pushed hard to penetrate her asshole. Diya wriggled and protested; there was no escaping the thick tool that was slowly but surely violating her backdoor. When Vishal had it fully inserted, he turned the power on full and the throbbing tool began to vibrate and squirm. While the base of the vibrator stayed in place, the concertina'd shaft pumped in and out, automatically fucking her ass. Diya was moaning loudly now. Vishal said "Now Diya dear, we will do this once every week. And you don't want to go through all this trouble again, do you ?"

Diya shook her head violently. "Good, then you should cooperate next time onwards. So I won't have to rape you. Do you agree to cooperate Diya ?" Diya nodded hastily, bringing a smile on Vishal's face. As he moved forward to remove the vibrators from Diya's holes, he reminded her, "A word to anyone and this tape goes public"....