For Ayesha, the day started like any other. And for her, every day started the same method, with a nagging worry about where the following meal would come from. She had been in this tinsel town, the so-called metropolis of dreams for over a year instantly and still she could not see her path to anything remotely resembling a break. The dream to become a movie star seems all very well when you are living in a small town where the release of a fresh movie generally after 2 months of its premier and still celebrated like Diwali,
nevertheless once you get to that heartless metropolis of Bombay where dreams are trodden under the feet of the rich and the powerful every single day, you come face to face with the reality and learn that if you require to keep soul with body you higher quality apply that body to protect the soul.
No, she had not resorted to prostitution, not at all. She was proud to think, that she had never traded sexual favours for money or any other kind of favor. Though she had done almost everything else, from waitressing to working as spot boy.
However recently she was having doubts. Serious doubts. She knew more than one girl who had moved from extras to heroines, within a very short span of date and she knew that they, unlike her, had used their body other than a coat-rack to land the jobs.
She was not a virgin, not by a lenghty shot, much in the small, unknown metropolis she was well-admired by guys. Nevertheless the boyfriend she had chosen about 15 years older than her, he had taught her a collection in sex, and surprisingly, for her, he had satisfied her in ways she was certain those younger guys could not imagine. Soon after she came to Bombay, she had met a nice young guy, this date she had taught him some things. They were still going gone, though most of Ayesha’s date was spent in earning a livelihood, and Rajat was no bigger off than she was. In event, she had had to lend him money a couple of times.
Today was a miniature different. Today she woke up with her landlady’s shrill warning ringing in her ears still fresh from at the end night. “The rent by this Friday or all your stuff will be gone on the road.” She couldn’t blame her, rent was due from at the end 3 months. She had to find a job, she had to. And in two days!
She picked up yesterday’s newspaper borrowed from the landlady and started looking for a job. Not a film heroine, just any job. Extra, spot boy, typist, secretary, anything; “Movie director needs secretary”, the headline hit her correctly between the eyes, a chill ran down her spine as she thought how perfect it would be, the whole journey of secretary-to-movie-heroine ran before her eyes in the blink of any eye. She glance at the ad, “active, obedient, quick, agile…blah, blah” the usual stuff.
She took attention in getting ready. The money she brought from residence, she had wisely invested that in great clothes, and no affair how small she earned, she always maintained a small however sufficient supply of cosmetics. If you desire to get a break in a movie you can’t walk in looking like a tramp off the road, no business how rigid up you are.
Fortunately, she was only 21, her body was young and supple, perfect curves, with a bust measurement of 36C and an ass that the supermodels could envy, with a slim waist that looked like it was shaped by a master sculptor with a slow and careful chisel. She kept her hair in a careful, modern chop with most of her hair reaching the middle of her back however enough of them to play enclosing her cheek from both sides, short and sexy. Certain it made waitressing tough, nevertheless lured men like bees to honey. She had them died reddish brown and they contrasted perfectly with her fair skin, cupping her small oval face from both sides.
She didn’t call for to however still worked gone regularly, at house, to keep her lenghty legs, slim and shapely. There was not a muscle in her thighs that was not well-toned.
Similarly, she always kept her pussy completely hairless, not just for sex, it really made her feel pleasant. Today she covered it with a sheer white lacy thong that just covered the mound of her tight pussy and no more.
She lay on a short white denim skirt, about 10 inches, just covering her tight butt and nothing more, the edges rough as the fashion was, and she didn’t employ a belt. She matched it with a plain black top, sleeveless, indeed the sleeves were chop away so deeply that it was more like a tank top. It was tight enough that it grasped her big boobs quite nicely and she had no apply for a bra when she wore this. It left her flat tummy fully bare and she was really proud of her tummy, just like the rest of her body.
She pushed her feet into her 3″ high black heels, tied up the straps that came halfway up to her knees, and she was ready. She looked in the mirror, satisfied with the overall effect, sprayed perfume in all the fair places and she was ready to go.
Much before she reached the domicile, she knew where she was going. She had not been able to recognize it from the domicile on account of the designation of the building was missing in the ad, otherwise movie directors and producers were constantly the topic of her conversations, chats and research. And instantly she was a small scared, nervous, terrified would be a higher quality locution. This director was known in the industry by the stranger nickname of “Romeo” and he supposedly lived up to his nickname. He had given a break to countless girls in his movies. He was credited with so many “discoveries”, that would fill a textbook. However he was known for exploiting girls. However, he had never been legally charged with rape or sexual harassment. May be it was rumour, media hype that Bollywood folks always used for their advantage.
She entered the mansion-type house and immediately got awed. The place was so big, still from her limited mark of view.
Just then she saw a girl come towards her, and stopped her, “Er..excuse me, I am here for the secretary position…”
“The interviews were yesterday”, the girl interrupted. Damn, not having a happening newspaper sucked.
“Yes, nevertheless is the position still open?”
“Umm…I really don’t know. Come with me, I’ll find outside. By the method, I am Mahima.”
“I am Ayesha!” She tried to smile.
On the method she saw Kareena walking towards her with Amisha Petal by her side.
“—I don’t know how to remove the cum-stains, this is such a nice dress too–”, she heard Kareena assert, she was holding a sequin dress in her hands.
“Then don’t wear it when you know he’s going to fuck you, hun!” Amisha replied coolly.
“Oh, nevertheless he likes me in this dress, if I don’t wear it my chances of getting any action would be so much reduced.” Kareena said with a sly smile.
“Come”, Mahima said as she turned correctly into a small room. There was another girl behind a small desk, very obviously a receptionist. However this receptionist was part of more than half a dozen ad campaigns on TV, Ayesha could recognize Preity Zinta anywhere by instantly. Reception was just one of her duties she was certain instantly.
Mahima asked, “Preity, did Sir appoint someone for the second secretary position?”
Ayesha prayed, “Oh, please assert no, oh God, please let her assert no”.
“No”, Preity replied, “He told me 3 girls to hold for call back nevertheless not final yet.”
“Will he see another candidate?” Mahima pointed towards Ayesha.
“Erm…I can interrogate him, he’s in the office instantly.”
“You are such a sweetheart”, Mahima bent over and kissed Preity fair on the mouth and Preity also responded warmly kissing her back. Oh, how Ayesha stared.
“What’s your designation?” Preity asked Ayesha as Mahima left.
“Aa..Ayesha, Ayesha Takia!”, suddenly she was very nervous.
“Capture a seat! I’ll talk to Sir!” She pointed to a couch by the wall.
Ayesha sank into the comfortable couch, keeping her legs together nervously as her knees were immediately higher than her butt.
She was fascinated by what Preity was wearing, just a small pink tank top that showed her tits and a miniature plaid skirt that wouldn’t cover her butt if she stood up, sitting down it was covering nothing. As Ayesha sat opposite her she could see her pussy clearly, as Preity was sitting with her legs wide open.
Preity looked up from the call and said, “Ayesha, it’s your lucky day, Sir will see you. Come here.”
Aayesha felt pleasant for the first date this morning. She approached Preity’s desk.
“Are you wearing panties?” Preity asked her in a low-voice.
Ayesha was taken aback by the inquiry, however she responded, “Y..yes, I am!”
“Then it’s no employ going in.”
“Nevertheless how does that affair? This is a secretary position.” She protested. That’s what had enabled her to come in after she recognized the place.
“If I have to explain that to you, you won’t get the job anyway.”
“But…please?” She pleaded.
Preity looked her in the eye, “Gaze, if I send you in like that, you won’t get the job, and I have a 50% chance of losing mine. And I don’t require to lose my job. So constitute up your attitude.”
It is surprising how many thoughts can go through a person’s intellect in a second. Ayesha made her decision, she reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties, she had to catch support on Preity’s desk to pull them off past the high heels, however she did it.
“Immediately?” She asked doubtfully with her flimsy miniature thong dangling on her finger.
Preity took it, “You can leave them with me, if you don’t get the job you can pick it up on your path gone.”
“And if I get the job?”
Preity smiled, her cheeks dimpled, “Then you won’t call for them anyway!”
Instantly Ayesha was really nervous, as she knocked on the inner office door, her heart was pounding, her legs weak.
“Come in”, she heard a male voice, she opened the door and stepped in.
The first part that struck her was that unlike some other celebrities she had met, Romeo was in event as handsome in person as on the screen, and the second part she noticed was the girl in his lap whom she recognized as Riya Sen the upcoming actress. He was sitting in a big executive chair signing papers and the girl in his lap was turning pages for him.
While Romeo was dressed in a silk dressing gown, the girl was wearing just a sheer babydoll, which covered her breasts and her pussy only with a sheer black fabric, meaning hiding nothing. Ayesha stood spellbound for a minute until Romeo said, “Come in Ayesha, come, come!”
She felt reassured by the comforting tone he used, comforting and soothing, like he knew she was a stranger in this environment and wanted to establish her intellect at rest. In a infrequent short steps, she stood near his desk, waiting to be told to sit.
Romeo finished signing the papers, pushed the girl off his lap and looked at Ayesha, “Would you like something Ayesha, tea, coffee, cold drink?
“N..no, thank you, sir!”, fair instantly she could not drink anything still if someone paid her, nevertheless again the offer soothed her stressed nerves, her heart calmed down a miniature.
Romeo got up gone of his chair and came enclosing the desk towards her, “Where are you from Ayesha?”
She named her small town.
“Er…where is that?” He perched himself on a corner of his desk close to where she was standing and took her portfolio from her and place it on his desk behind him and took her help, as she told him the nickname of the nearest big megalopolis.
“Oh! I had a assistant director from near there in one of my movies, pleasant chap.”
He held her small, soft help in his big help and caressed the back of her soft plam with his thumb as he talked, “However there are a abundance of companies there, in Lucknow, why did you come to Bombay to become a secretary?” he asked with a puzzled expression on his face.
She found his blaze caress very soothing and comforting, she liked this guy. She couldn’t understand her own nervousness and fear of a infrequent minutes ago. She opened up with him, “No sir, indeed I did not come here to be a secretary. I came to Bombay to be a heroine, just like so many others.” She smiled ruefully.
He smiled with her, not jeering or mocking like so many others nevertheless like he understood, like he could sympathize with her.
“However Sir, you know how it is in this business, one must survive..”
He patted her plam, “Yes honey, I know. It’s a not an easy globe to live in!” he sighed.
He seemed to hesitate, before he went on, “Listen, all I have to offer you is the secretary position. It is true that the girls who stick with me, no affair in what capacity, get their break. Still my receptionist Preity is on her method to be a top design. And Riya’s first movie is launching consequent month.” He extended his fair help and Riya came dancing into his embrace standing so close to him, Ayesha could see her breast pressing into his side. She kissed Romeo’s cheek as she snuggled up to him, without caring that Ayesha, a stranger was watching. Ayesha tried not to observe at her shaved pussy that was so clearly visible through the sheer fabric of the black babydoll.
Romeo caressed Riya’s bare back and squeezed her ass lightly, “Doll, I call for some coffee!” he said.
“Yes Sir!”, Riya went outside.
Romeo pulled Ayesha’s help to bring her closer a miniature, looking into her eyes as he said sinerely, “Gaze honey, I am not promising you anything, nothing at all, however if you stay here there is a chance your dream may come true. I like to create dreams come true.” He smiled at her.
She liked his smile, so sincere, so warm. She smiled back.
He stood up at cupped her soft cheek in his big plam, “I didn’t notice before nevertheless you do have a very cute face, kind of ..er…fresh look…like a sweet virgin.”
She blushed at the term nevertheless felt so great inside. Romeo thinks I am cute, fresh sweet virgin, wow!
He walked enclosing her and stopped behind her. She held her breath as she felt his hands on her bare sides.
“Not a poor figure either”, he commented, as his hands moves softly up and enclosing her small, bare waist.
“Open your legs a miniature wider, will you?” He said casually. She opened her leg more than shoulder width. Her heart was pounding again, this date with excitement. Romeo was looking her over as an actress.
“Do you job gone Ayesha?”
“Yes, Sir, very regularly!” She was proud of her body and her self-discipline in eating and exercise.
Romeo’s hands moved to her firm ass and he caressed her tight ass cheeks before taking them in his hands and squeezing softly, “It shows! It’s not easy maintaining a butt like this.”, His hands moved enclosing on her sexy, tight ass and kneaded, “You must be very proud of your ass, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Sir. I do job dense to maintain it.” She was no longer nervous, in event she was feeling like she felt after a hardly any pegs of vodka. Romeo was complimenting her butt, how many girls could assert that in the Tinsel Town.
His hands move to her back, touching and caressing her skin over the thin top, then caressing her bare shoulders.
“Ayesha, I am really in call for of a second secretary correctly immediately. To jot down my ideas and my plans at any date of day or night. I call for a girl who can be obedient, efficient and available.”
His hands moved slowly encircling her slim body to caress her flat stomach.
“Yes, sir!” She said with some difficulty. She was no longer nervous nevertheless her heart was beating faster.
“Nevertheless..”, she stopped thinking as he continued, “I don’t desire a goody-goody girl, they are all hypocrites. I like to have fun and I like girls encircling me who know how to have fun. Immediately I interviewed so many girls yesterday, most of them were just whores. For money and to grab a chance they will do anything!”, she could hear the contempt in his voice.
He turned her encircling to face him, “However you observe like a nice girl, a genuine girl, not a whore and not a goody-goody! Fair?”
“Yes, sir!” She smiled. He liked her.
“Can you be the girl I call for?”
“Yes, Sir!” She said in a convincing tone.
“You will be on my beck and call 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Can you handle that? Of direction the salary will be triple as well, plus the perks.”
Ayesha could see all her problems going away at once. Big salary and if it’s 24X7 she’d probably be living here, so no rent.
“I can handle it, Sir!”, She said with conviction.
“Can you be 100% obedient?”
“Yes, Sir. Anything”
“Alright then! Hands behind your back, legs wide open, head up, gaze at me!” He fired the instructions at her quickly.
She complied as he was talking, opening her legs very wide, she held her hands behind her back, and lifting her chin to observe at him squarely.
“Very great!”, He kept making minor adjustments to her pose, his fingers brushing lightly on her bare arms. A chill went up her spine as he touched her.
She had played the domination/submission game with her first, older lover so many times. However this was for certain, this was a 1000 times more exciting. Her whole body was responding to his blaze caresses. Every term from his mouth was making her tingle in that private place.
“Are you a pleasant girl, Ayesha?” She didn’t much have to think about that one, her head shook in negation almost before the inquiry reached her attitude, like a reflex. An ancient, well-learned reflex.
“Your legs assert you are a pleasant girl, spread them!”.
She spread them wide, almost 3 feet. Her skirt hiked up so high on her thighs, it was barely hiding her pussy, or may be not. She was afraid to observe until told to gaze down.
He started caressing her cheek, “You are a nice girl. With a cute face and a nice figure.”, his help strayed down, on her chest, slowly caressing and fondling her soft, breast. “Mmm, not deficient, what amount are you, doll?”
“36C Sir.” She replied without hesitation and with some pride.
“Hmmm”, his eyebrows lifted, “Perfect 36C, that’s really amazing! I require to see them. Will you capture your top off for me?”
Her arms were above her head taking the top off before her attitude intercepted with, “What the hell am I doing?”, and then she felt his plam caressing her bare breast, fondling it gently in his, big, strong plam. Her hands fell to her sides the miniature top dangling from her correctly help carelessly as a powerful happening ran up and down her body. She had never felt like this before. Both his hands were instantly fondling her tits, squeezing them softly, his thumbs touching and playing with her nipples.
“mmmmm”, she whimpered like a kitten, needing more immediately. Her tits were very sensitive, exceptionally the nipples, one touch and she melted. She could feel her pussy flood with juices. Her eyes were closed, enjoying his soft caresses on her young, sensuous body.
“Is your ass as sexy as your tits, doll?”
She just nodded, waiting for the consequent instruction.
It came, “Exhibit me.”
She turned encircling and place her hands on his desk, spreading her legs wide as she bent over nicely, a perfect submissive pose. Her skirt rode up her ass, more than half of her pert ass immediately displayed to her fresh master.
He hiked it up still further and started caressing her ass cheeks, slowly squeezing them, kneading them lightly in his big strong hands. As he pulled them apart she could feel her pussy ooze more juices.
When he lay his help between her legs and started caressing her soft, shaven pussy lips, her pussy started leaking immediately. Here she was, a great girl for all intents and purposes, and here she was bent over the desk of a perfect stranger, her most private parts on display so shamelessly. And immediately he was rubbing her pussy and she was excited abgone it, excited, turned on, her whole body on fire.
“Not a virgin, are you, doll?” He asked.
“No, Sir!”, she replied quickly and proudly, surprising herself.
Then she felt this finger entering her soft, hot pussy hole. A moan escaped her lips.
He pulled out and pushed it in again, “Oh God yes!”
He continued fingerfucking her tight small cunt as he instructed, “Lay your elbows on the table, spread your legs wide, and push your ass back, get in the fucking position”.
That locution, the f-word, made her tingle again, her body feeling like she had just touched a live wire.
She was obeying him much as he spoke. As she spread her legs much wider, her intellect was telling her she was humiliating herself, exposing herself like a cheap slut to this stranger nevertheless her body was telling her not to stop, not to do anything that’d stop him playing with her.
She pushed her ass back, wanting to be played with, eager to be fucked. At the same age her attitude screaming, “You are becoming a whore!! Get outside of here!!”
However her body didn’t obey. Her body obeyed every command from his lips, ignoring her attitude completely.
Then she heard the rustle of fabric behind her, she didn’t dare observe back nevertheless she could guess he was discarding his dressing gown. Her guess proved correct as she felt her hot pussy being prodded by a big throbbing stick the following second. He started rubbing it up and down her slit, and then on her pussy hole, just above it, pressing it in, he parted her soft, drenched pussy lips and his dense, swollen cockhead touched her cunt hole.
She almost came there and then. She felt it go deeper, spreading her small cunt hole, she could feel the pulsating beast penetrate her most private part, her pussy.
“Unghh!” She grunted, trying to get used to this thick beast entering tight cunt forcing her small hole open so wide.
And then, he pulled gone just as slowly, she felt a relief nevertheless immediately her pussy started to miss it.
“Please?”, she begged.
He caressed her bare back softly up and down, his help moving on her body, on her sides, as her cockhead was still lodged in her cunt.
His hands fondled her breasts, touching her nipples, and a strong happening shot through her body, “Please…”, she whimpered.
“Please what, doll?”
“Please fuck me, Sir.” She said it and blushed, her ears turned red with shame.
Nevertheless he seemed to like it for he immediately rammed the big, rigid cock up into her tight cunt with a energy that made her body jerk forward. Her pussy clutched onto his big rod, she could feel the big, thick cock buried so deep in her wet cunt she could feel it throbbing all over her body.
“You require to be fucked, Ayesha?”, he asked her nicely.
“Oh yes, please, yes Sir!”, She was ready to beg or do anything.
“How do you desire to be fucked? Nicely? Slowly?”, he demonstrated what he meant by slowly pulling gone his cock and pushing it into her in a nice soft stroke, nevertheless her pussy was aching, begging to be rammed and slammed, rigid.
“No. Please fuck me rigid. Fuck me rigid like a slut, your slut!”
This did the trick. His hands moved up on her bare back, softly caressing her smooth, soft, warm body and then taking a firm grip on her shoulders he started really tearing into her.
With every stroke his big beast of a cock jammed dense into her tight cunt, forcing her body forward, she hardly had any date to capture half a breath as he pulled gone, before he was ramming it back into her cunt, deeper with every stroke, it seemed.
Older or younger, none of Ayesha’s boyfriends had fucked her so dense and so mercilessly and her body was feeling things she had never felt before.
As he kept banging her harder and harder, her body moved forward with his forceful thrusts, had she not been on her elbows she would have fallen off the desk.
This age as he rammed his cock upward into her dripping cunt, her whole body froze and then jerked rigid, violently, as she gushed over his cock.
“Oh God! I am cumming! I am cumming!!!”. She had never felt an orgasm that rigid before and tears started streaking down her cheeks as he keep pumping her with his rigid cock. He kept on fucking her, taking her roughly as her pussy spurted freely on his impaling cock. Her orgasm seemed to endure for ages, she felt like she was in a dream-like state, everything standing still.
Finally it subsided however he was not done yet, she stayed bent over, surrendering like a loyal slut to the assaults from his rough, powerful cock that was tearing into her soft, soaking wet cunt dense and deep.
Her whole body was covered in sweat, she could densely breathe with his cock ramming her so hard and accelerated, she could sense that he was getting ready for his own orgasm and she pushed back, trying to aid him fuck her. Nevertheless his strokes were also rigid, every thrust jerked her small body forward, knocking her breath gone. And then suddenly her body jerked again, her second orgasm hit her a bolt of lightning, gone of nowhere. Her body was in spasms, her cum flowing gone of her small cunt on to his extended stick.
She could not talk, she could not move her body, apart from the involuntary spasms. So she just surrendered to the wonderful sensation, letting her whole consciousness be swept away by wave after wave of this pleasurable, never-before kind of orgasm!
“Ow!”, her pussy hurt as he drove in much rougher than before, and then she felt like a bomb had been establish off deep in her pussy. She could feel a big wave of his burning hot cum hit her pussy walls. Strangely, she felt grateful to him, for pumping her cunt with his precious sperm, willing to capture him all in. However he was pulling her off the table, pushing her into one of the chairs.
She just realized she had closed her eyes, when she opened them immediately. A big load of his hot cum hit her face, she could feel it on her cheeks, her lips and her forehead. He kept her in position by a grip on her hair. His cock was still rigid, looking like a big stick, and it jerked again, spraying her breasts with his cum, then her belly, her thighs. He was claiming her as his, to be his property, and she was only also glad to submit to him, to surrender completely.
He rubbed his cum-soaked cock on her lips and she opened her mouth immediately. She wanted to be a pleasant slut for him. She wanted this everyday, she would stay her slut just for the sex.
She licked her own and his mixed cum from his cock, doing it thoroughly, like a great slut.
“Riya!!”, he called. She had forgotten all about the girl who had gone to bring coffee.
Immediately Riya entered the room, obviously waiting goneside for his command. She saw the picture and immediately went to her knees between his legs pushing her mouth between Ayesha’s legs.
Romeo was fucking Ayesha’s mouth slowly in and out with his cum-soaked cock. Nevertheless still if he weren’t she couldn’t speak. She would not constitute him angry, much if she had never touched a girl like that before.
However when Riya’s tongue touched her pussy, she almost passed outside from the pleasure. She didn’t know a girl could constitute her feel like that. As Riya continued to clean her cum-soaked pussy, Ayesha tried to focus on sucking Romeo’s wet cock nicely, however found it rigid to concentrate with all these wonderful sensations shooting all over her body like fireworks.
She knew she had closed her eyes again, when she heard him assert, “Open your eyes!”
She opened her eyes and looked up to him, still sucking his cock, or rather letting him fuck her mouth.
“You are selected!”, Romeo said with a smile and she felt like smiling back with his big cock in her mouth.
Just then his cock exploded in her mouth and shot a big load of cum down her throat. She swallowed like a obedient slut. Exactly on cue, her body was hit by the third orgasm. She didn’t see it coming. Nevertheless Riya did and she lapped up her cum with an expert tongue.