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All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. The hero is a fictional character, his world is fictional, the college is a figment of my imagination, and the people the hero interacts with are fictional. This is a story written purely for entertainment and all the elements in this are fictional, created for the purpose of making the story interesting and enjoyable. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.

It is not the intent of the author and publisher to insult, defame, damage, degrade or demoralise any group, sect, religion, gender or industry. This a story based on fantasy written for enjoyment.

Adult Content Warning

Please be advised that this is a very adult story, what would be called X-rated in the US content rating system and XXX by the internet rating. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and women contained in this story.

This story includes a lot of sexual language including many hard core terms. This is a story written for entertainment and the situations as well as the actions performed by the characters are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life. The story includes many examples of polygamy, polyandry, cheating, cuckolding and some elements of BDSM. This is a story from fantasy and is not meant to be followed in real life.

Readers are advised to exercise discretion while reading the story and not get immersed in it to the point that it blurs the boundaries between real and fantasy. This is meant to be fun, read it purely for enjoyment. The description of any acts in this story is not an indication that they are endorsed by the author or the publisher.

There are many sexual situations and activities described in this book where creative licence has been taken to exaggerate reality for erotic effect. Readers are cautioned to not follow anything in this book and always practice safe sex in their lives. This book is fantasy, these characters do not come to harm other than as imagined by the author but the same things can be harmful and dangerous if followed in real life. Please do not take your guidance for sexual activities from this fantasy book.

It is not the intent of the author and publisher to insult, defame, damage, degrade or demoralise any group, sect, religion, gender or industry. This a story based on fantasy written for enjoyment.

Introduction

Slut U is proving to be such a busy place that I cannot stop writing about it. Tony’s project was what got me interested in writing about his life and the way he went about selecting a project guide was definitely fascinating, I mean, getting the Miss World Aishwarya Rai as a project guide for a research project about anal sex, that was genius. The boy is smart as well as handsome.

But then that was just one part of his life. There was so much more he was doing and so many other women who were in his life that it seemed like a shame to not talk about some of those parts of his life. And just like that I was hooked. I hope it was the same for you, the reader, when you started reading about Tony’s life.

Although, I am trying to keep my focus on Tony as he goes about his life in Slut U, I am also trying to give you a full picture by sometimes covering events that Tony is not directly involved in but which will have an effect or impact on his life in some way.

You must know this because I have mentioned it so many times that I primarily write for myself. I publish for the readers but I write for myself. Even if I never published a single book I will continue writing because I enjoy the stories myself. Where I left the story in Slut U 4 with Madhuri planning to go on a dinner date with Tony and John making his own plans to grab power, it was too intriguing a set up to leave in the middle.

I mostly knew what was going to happen because I do plot my stories quite a ways into the future but that didn’t make me any less curious to see how things will work out. I do plot the stories but there is a lot that can happen when I am writing the scene. Things change and evolve based on the situation and the way the characters want to go. Sometimes those changes are big enough to make me change a part of the plot.

What I am trying to say is that even if I wanted to, I could not stop writing Slut U 5 because I was also interested in reading the story. Once I started with the dinner scene and the scenes that inevitably had to follow the story was on a roll and I had to continue writing it. I am glad I did because this has been a really interesting story to write.

Sometimes, I have to think about a title and flagline after I finish writing the book and sometimes they are right in front of your face. In this book, I wrote the title and the flagline even before I wrote a single word of the story because this story was so clearly about power and how that power was shifting with in Slut U. You will see this shift not in one place but in many situations, relationships and power dynamics. Let’s see how many you can count.

I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I will wait for your feedback.

Thank you,

Korben Hunter

Series Info

There is a fictional college somewhere in Bombay in India where all the courses focus on teaching pretty girls how to take advantage of their beauty to get success in any field. Basically it teaches them to be sluts to get what they want. The popular name for the college is Slut U though the official name maybe different.

It’s not a well-known college as far as the general public is concerned but those who may find it useful get to know about it. These include potential actresses, models, fashion designers, businesswomen, beauty queens etc. There are courses here for boys as well where they learn how to use their own sex appeal or use beautiful girls in real life for success.

All the subjects in this college are unabashedly sexual, for example “Slutting in Hospitality”, “Slutting in Drama”, “Slutting in Business” or “Slutting in Show Business.” They are courses in Slut U with various modules being taught in them at undergrad and postgrad level. The female professors in Slut U are also slutty and dress up like sluts. They are allowed to fuck students within the rules of the college. Students are also allowed to have sex with each other if they follow the college rules. There are male professors in the college as well and they also enjoy fucking female students within the parameters set by the college.

The story revolves around Tony Parashar who is a third year male postgrad student in Slut U. He is brilliant in study and expert in seducing girls. In the first story you met him and saw him claim his sexy classmates and also choose a project guide for his research project.

In the second book, he is working on setting up his project framework but at the same time you get glimpses of his past and see what has gone before in his relationship with some of the main characters. Hopefully, this will give you an idea of what Tony is like and help you enjoy his adventures even more.

While he is busy enjoying his life and focusing on his studies there are certain forces of darkness working against him and threatening his very existence in the college.

The third story sees Tony using his weekend to work on his project but being interrupted repeatedly by temptation. He can not turn his back on someone who needs help and he just cannot ignore a hot, slutty babe that needs to be broken and tamed. This is the story of a part of his weekend.

In the fourth book, Tony continues to interact with the stunning babes in his life and if anything, he acquires even more. You get to have more insight into the Slut U everyday life while following Tony on his erotic journey from day to day.

Tony’s story continues in book 5 as he takes the legendary Madhuri Dixit to dinner with her husband. Tony is a dominant man who loves to have power and this power works like a charm not only on Madhuri but many other stunning, beautiful women. In this book, Tony exercises that power to tame breathtaking beauties but also continues to grow his power in his own style.

Photos

I have been doing another experiment recently. This book contains some photos as reference for the dresses that I have described. The photos are created by AI, so they are not an accurate depiction of the dress I am describing but they are close. When reading the story, use the photos as a reference but pay attention to the description of the dress as the accurate design of the dress.

As you would have noticed, I use the dresses not just for adornment of the character’s body but also as a point for flirting, make-out etc. All those actions will be based on the description that I provide for the dress or outfit.

Most of all, I would be interested to get your feedback on the photos, if they helped in getting an idea of the design of the dresses, did they add to your enjoyment of the story or was it the other way around?

Based on your feedback I will decide if I want to spend time creating these photos for the future books or not.

Thank you.

Chapter 1: Madhuri Goes on a Date

Madhuri was a stunning woman and she knew the value of glamour. Even in her daily life, teaching classes, going out, even to go to the beauty parlour, she used to dress in a spectacularly sexy and daring way. Tonight. for a date with Tony, she had dressed with extra special care. Her dress was dazzlingly glamorous and daringly slutty.

Her dress was a pink gown with a scoop neck that was so deep that it was almost baring her navel. The cleavage was daringly wide, baring her sideboobs to anyone looking even casually, just barely staying on her nipples. The back of the dress was equally daring, completely baring her smooth back and even three inches of her ass crack. She was not wearing panties and that ass crack was an invitation for curious eyes to explore her as much as they wanted. The smooth, satin fabric was so thin and tight around her slender, fit body that it was quite translucent. The thickness of the fabric was just a tiny bit more over her pussy and the bottom of her ass crack otherwise it was displaying her thighs, and even her ass cheeks in tantalising peeks when she walked.

There was a slit over her left leg that went so high on her thigh that when she took a long step, it bared not only her long, shapely left leg, but also part of her right leg as well as a generous sliver of her bare, smoothly shaved pussy. Not that she was taking many long steps in those whore heels she was wearing. She was used to wearing 8” stilettos to her classes but tonight, she had chosen her special 9” high clear stilettos that had a 5” platform and made her ass looks so inviting that any man who looked at her had to lick his lips. The shoes had plastic straps that wrapped around her long legs in a criss-cross fashion and tied on her thighs, the knots digging visible into her soft flesh.

She was wearing a diamond choker around her neck and there was a set of two pink silver bangles around her left wrist that had red rubies in them. She had done her hair in a style that was like a loose bun but it framed her filmstar face beautifully with a few straggling strands dangling around her neck. Since there was no bra possible in that wide neck dress, that thin little dress was the only thing standing between her and total nudity. The dress was just barely hanging on her shoulders and it seemed like one strong gust of wind could make her fully naked. That thought was making every man hard who looked at her.

Before getting in this dress, she had taken a long, scented bath after which she had carefully worked on her nails. Then she had got her husband to rub moisturiser into every inch of her gorgeous, naked body, including into her pussy lips. He had then wrapped the shoe straps around her legs and tied them on her thighs. As she walked those smoking hot whore shoes were displayed with their slutty straps, making men want to lick along those straps.

She thanked the doorman with a smile and entered like a queen, letting her husband follow. Dr. Nene attracted the attention of the headwaiter and told him that they had a reservation. The headwater nodded deferentially and led them to a booth which had four seats and was next to a window. Madhuri asked for a semi-circular booth near the dance floor. The headwaiter was only too glad to accommodate the great Mrs. Dixit. They got a booth on the upper floor which was bigger and not far from the dance floor. Madhuri sat opposite Nene and nodded her approval.

“Are you sure I didn’t need to shave my pussy again, Dilip,” she said “Tony likes them really smooth?”

“You shaved it this morning, honey.” Nene said “And I checked carefully like you asked. You are smooth.”

“Hmm. I need to get it waxed.” Madhuri said “It stays smooth longer.”

“But that hurts more, doesn’t it?”

“That’s no reason not to give him my absolute best.” Madhuri said “He is very demanding.”

“I am sure he will be pleased.” Nene said. Already his cock was getting hard thinking that his wife never worried about pleasing him this way, the way she was worrying about pleasing this young man who was just a student.

“Now, listen, Dilip,” Madhuri said “don’t talk too much tonight. You are here to pay the bill and drop me at his place after dinner, other than that behave yourself, ok?”

Once again it stuck funny to Nene that she was worried about the student and warning the teacher, himself, to not disturb him.

“Yes, dear.” He nodded submissively.

If Madhuri had more instructions for him, she didn’t get to give him those as Tony walked up at that time. Madhuri came out of the booth so he would get the full effect of her dress.

“Mmmm, damn fuckable, professor.” He said, looking her up and down.

“I am glad you approve.” She smiled happily.

He opened his arms and she melted into his embrace like a girlfriend meeting her boyfriend after a long separation. She put her arms around him and pressed her soft, feminine body against his hard frame, her soft tits getting flattened on his chest. He wrapped her in his arms and squeezed her tight, making her moan.

Madhuri turned her face up and Tony pressed his lips on her luscious red lips, mussing up her lipstick like they were alone and in private. His hands caressed her bare back and she pressed her thighs on his, opening her legs and shamelessly grinding her pussy on his crotch while she sucked his tongue deep in her mouth. As he fucked her hot mouth with his tongue in and out, Madhuri drank his saliva without showing any kind of embarrassment or hesitation.

It was a long, lustful kiss and Nene was getting hard watching it. He was behind Madhuri and could see Tony’s hands boldly exploring her body, rubbing her smooth back in that backless gown. He saw his hand move down to her ass and he was shocked to see that Tony didn’t grab her ass through the dress, he slipped his down inside the dress. He was boldly grabbing her bare ass in public and Madhuri instead of stopping him, was grinding her pussy wantonly on his crotch, giving him more encouragement by rolling her hips.

The kiss finally broke when they were both breathless and Nene was glad because his cock was rock hard in his pants and if the kiss had gone on longer he might have cum in his pants.

“Nice table.” Tony said.

“Thank you, baby. Come.” Madhuri took his hand and had him sit next to her on her side “You are right handed, no?”

Nene felt his cock flex in his pants. She was telling him openly that she was sitting on his right so he could easily grope her. She knew her husband was sitting across the table from her but her invitation to her student to grope her was blatantly obvious.

Tony brushed her hair from her cheek and said “Why the gown today? You have so many nice whore micromini dresses.”

“You don’t like it?”

“I do.” He said “Maal lag rahi ho.”

[You are looking like a hot piece.]

“Thank you, baby.” Madhuri smiled “I just thought it would be a nice change for you. You are taking me home anyway so nangi kar le sakte ho.”

[You can strip me and fuck me.]

“Aur mujhe yahin leni ho to?” He raised his eyebrows.

[And if I want to nail you here?]

“Toh, dress utha ke, ghodi bana ke, peechhe se daal dena.” Madhuri said “It’s easy to lift because of the slit, baby. Gaand bhi maar sakte ho.”

[Then lift the dress, bend me over and enter me from behind. You can even fuck my ass.]

“Good girl.” Tony smiled. Madhuri smiled happily at his approval.

Nene was watching this exchange with a racing heart. They were talking among themselves but not lowering their voices. He could hear everything clearly and it was making his dick tingle that Madhuri was telling Tony he had full freedom to fuck her without worrying about her husband being there. But it was that look of satisfaction on his approval that made Nene’s dick throb. She had never asked his approval for a dress or look. He swallowed and tried to take deep breaths to slow his heart down.

“Hello professor.” Tony said “Sorry, I completely ignored you.”

“No ... no, no problem.” Nene said “Hello.”

Even as he was talking to Nene, Tony pulled Madhuri to him with his arm around her slender body. Nene watched as Tony wrapped his arm around her waist and cupped her right breast from below with his right hand. He casually kneaded her soft, firm breast in that thin gown as he talked to Nene. Madhuri pressed close to Tony and let him play with her as much as he wanted.

“How was my practical, professor?” Tony said with an amused smile “You gave me that new girl to challenge me, remember?”

“Well ... I ... I could see she was begging you to nail her.” Nene said “So, I would say it was a good practical, but I didn’t do it to challenge you, I know you are a good student so I want you to grow even more.”

“Thank you, professor.” Tony said “I appreciate that. And actually about that ... I will need your help.”

Before he could tell Nene was he needed, a waitress came to their table “Hello ma’am, hello, Sir. What can I get for you? Would you like to start with drinks?”

Chapter 2: Kareena Gives Advice

“Yes, girls,” Kareena sat down once she had served juice to her guests as they had asked “what brings you here at this time of night?”

“Bebo ammi, we met - “ Sara started.

“Just call me Bebo, Sara,” Kareena told her stepdaughter “no need to make me feel old.”

“You don’t look old, aunty,” Palak said “you look glamorous like a film star.”

“And yet you call me aunty.” Kareena pouted “Just call me Bebo. Anyway, tell me whom you met.”

“We met Tony tonight.” Sara said.

“Oh, yeah?” A smile came to Kareena’s lips “He nailed you girls? Don’t worry you will feel fine in a few days. Your holes will be sore for a couple of days but I will tell you a cream -”

“God, how I wish!” Palak said “No, we didn’t get to have his dick in us, we just saw him. He came to the common room to do Fresher Week selections.”

“Ah, yes, Fresher Week.” Kareena smiled “That’s nice of him to give a chance to the new fucktoys. They get to learn a lot under him.”

“We don’t know that.” Sara made a face “We got rejected.”

“Actually, we didn’t even try.” Palak said “We got rejected by proxy.”

Then under Kareena’s questioning, they told the whole story between them.

“Hmmmm,” Kareena said thoughtfully “I don’t know if you did the right thing or not but -”

“Of course, we did, Bebo,” Sara said “he rejected both Jahnvi and Ananya hard. Like in one second. He was not going for nepo fucktoys at all.”

“Yes, but you are forgetting that both Ananya and Jahnvi’s parents are male,” Kareena said “while you are my stepdaughter.”

“That makes a difference?” Sara said.

“It does,” Kareena nodded “I am a woman and he has been inside me. So, you can assume that he likes me which means he would be interested in you.”

“Oh, so he might have claimed me?” Sara said.

“I can’t guarantee that but he might have at least checked you out.”

“Oh!” Sara went deep in thought.

“What about me, Bebo?” Palak said “My mom hates him, so he would hate her too, and in turn, hate me as well. I am screwed.”

“Not necessarily.” Kareena smiled “Shweta hates him but Tony doesn’t, we don’t know that he even knows that she hates him. Shweta is a gorgeous woman, he would want her under him. But, yes, he might not put his dick in you until he has broken your mom first.”

“What are you saying, can he even break my mom?” Palak’s eyes opened wide.

“Oh, I am sure he will.” Kareena smiled “Breaking and taming proud beauties is what he does best.”

“And what about me, Bebo,” Sara said “will he want to nail my mom?”

“No, your mom doesn’t live in India and she is not in Slut U.” Kareena said “Your family connection is with me and he has already been in all my holes so you have a good chance to get drilled by him.”

“Oh, should I go back to the common room?” Sara got up.

“No, no, sit down.” Kareena smiled “The benefit of being a nepo fucktoy is that you have a connection. I will help you get under him.”

“You will help me become his bitch?” Sara sat up and looked at her.

“I can’t promise that much. He is very demanding.” Kareena said “But I will help you take his dick and once he fucks you then it’s up to you to impress him enough to claim you as his bitch.”

Sara nodded “I can do it. I know I can.”

“Good. I will invite him over for dinner one evening. You will come as well.” Kareena said “I am very sure he will jam his cock in you before he leaves.”

“Sounds awesome!” Sara said.

“What about me, Bebo?” Palak said “Do I have to wait until he can break my mom? That may take months.”

“No, you can come over as well.” Kareena said “He likes young fucktoys and he may decide to pound you as well but my guess is that he will first crush your mom before crushing you.”

“Can I help him break my mom?” Palak said.

“Those are grown-up games,” Kareena shook her head “you don’t get involved in those.”

“Oh.” Palak said “Ok. What should I wear for the dinner?”

“A very short, slutty dress which makes him want to stuff his dick in you.” Kareena smiled.

They kept asking more questions and Kareena answered them patiently. The girls were now more excited as they had a plan.

Chapter 3: Deepika Has a Problem

“Hi, Deepika!” Madhuri smiled “How are you, dear?”

“I am good, ma’am.” The tall, beautiful girl smiled “How are you?”

“Very well, thank you.” Madhuri said “How is your research going?”

The girl was stunningly beautiful with a tall, slender body and a sweet, heart-shaped face. She was wearing a tank top, short jacket and a very short mini skirt. This was in the Classy Bitch uniform that all their young, hot waitresses wore. With Deepika’s above-average height the mini skirt was looking like a micromini and baring her long, shapely legs.

At the mention of her research, her beautiful smile disappeared and a frown took its place “Not very well, ma’am, I still can’t finish the last part.”

“But what’s the problem?” Madhuri said “You were almost done when we talked last time?”

“Yes, ma’am, but nobody is willing to help with me last part, that’s the practical part.” Deepika said “I have spent the last two years doing all the theory part and my guide says it’s all good, but the practical part I can’t do myself and nobody is willing to help me. I have even asked my boyfriend but he said he can’t take the risk.”

“Perhaps Tony can help you.” Madhuri said “He is a brilliant student and very bold.”

“Oh, really?” Deepika looked immediately interested “That would be amazing.”

“Me?” Tony looked at Madhuri.

“Tony, the poor girl needs help,” Madhuri said “if she can finish her research, she can get a job in Slut U as a teacher.”

“Ma’am, I even talked to the dean,” Deepika said “he said once I submit my research, he will directly give me an appointment letter. I have had all the interviews already, but I need to finish this project.”

“What’s your topic?” Tony asked Deepika.

“Pleasure Quotient Of Sexual Intercourse On Moving Vehicles Under Risk Of Public Discovery.” Deepika said smoothly like one who has said those words many times before.

Tony looked her up and down, the girl was stunning and he could not help but feel his cock tingle as the thought of having her in his power.

“Where are you stuck?” He said.

“In my project, the practical part is five scenarios of sex ... I have used myself as the main subject,” Deepika said “this way I can just record firsthand experience and don’t have to create a response measurement framework.”

“Smart.” Tony nodded “Those frameworks are a pain to create.”

“Exactly, and then I would have to find a girl or girls to take part in the experiments,” Deepika nodded “considering how much I am suffering in finding a boy, that would be even more hassle.”

“Correct. So why are you having trouble finding a male partner?” Tony said.

“Because ... may I sit?” She asked.

Tony thought only half a second then said “Take off your jacket and you can sit.”

Madhuri smiled “You see, Deepika, Tony is always happy to help but he doesn’t work for free.”

“I will be willing to pay any price.” Deepika took off her jacket. Her tank top was very short, tight and completely backless. Her sex appeal went even higher as soon as she removed the jacket.

“Your panties also.” Tony said.

She smiled “I don’t wear panties.”

“Good girl.” Tony moved to his right. Madhuri moved to give him space.

“You see,” Deepika sat down next to Tony and when he put his hand on her bare back, she didn’t object, but cuddled up even closer “I had five scenarios of sex on moving vehicles, I have done two of them but three are remaining. As soon as I can do them, I can submit my research.”

“What scenarios have you completed?” Tony rubbed her smooth, bare back and liked her willing response.

“Fucking on a plane and on a ship.” Deepika said.

“Good. And what’s left?” Tony put his hand on her knee and pulled it open.

She smiled and opened her legs wide, letting her little skirt ride up so high that her bare, smoothly shaved pussy was visible to him.

“Three scenarios - Bus, train and motorcycle.” Deepika said “When I created those, I didn’t know how difficult it will be to find a boy to fuck me there, but now I have submitted my proposal and I can’t change it.”

“So, to help you, I have to fuck you in those three places, publicly?” Tony kept his hand on her thigh and caressed slowly.

“Yes, all three places.”

“And you will measure if it’s hotter or less hot to fuck on a vehicle with risk of discovery compared to a normal fuck session.”

“Exactly.” Deepika put her arm around his shoulders and leaned in close, keeping her eyes in his.

“Then you have to also have a sex session in a normal bed, to compare against.”

“Yes, of course. You are smart.” Deepika smiled “He is smart, ma’am.”

“Very.” Madhuri said.

“I don’t have a motorcycle.” Tony said.

“My boyfriend has one.” Deepika said “We can borrow it. Will you do it?”

“Like Madhu said, I don’t do anything for free.” Tony looked in her eyes, his hand caressing her smooth, warm thigh.

“I will pay any price.” Deepika said quickly “Once I finish the research, I can stop being a waitress and become a teacher. It will literally change my life. I will pay any price for your help.”

“My price won’t be in money.” He said.

Deepika smiled “That’s even better. I have limited money.”

“My price will be you,” Tony moved his right hand between her legs and cupped her pussy. He looked at her as he rubbed her pussy up and down “I won’t nail you just for the research. You are a hot piece. Main regular ragdoonga tumhein. Har tarah se chodoonga, har chhed mein daal ke ragdoonga.”

[I will pound you regularly. I will nail you in every way, I will drill all your holes.]

“Ragad lena.” Deepika nodded, keeping her pussy pressing on his palm “Jahan, jaise chodna hai chod lena, no resistance, no attitude, har tarah se pelna mujhe, main rokungi nahin.”

[Ok, you can pound me. Fuck me anywhere, any way you want to fuck me,, drill me as you like, I won’t stop you.]

“Meri kutiya ban ke rehna hoga tumhein,” He said “6 mahine tak, six months.”

[You will need to be my bitch, for six months.]

“Rahoongi,” she put her left hand on his chest and leaned in even closer “baby, just help me with this, jaise leni hai le lena. Six months tak roz meri gaand maarna, main marwaoungi.”

[I will. You can fuck me as you want. For six months you can fuck my ass every day and I will let you.]

“Good.” He nodded, running his finger on her moist pussy slit “Then we can do this.”

“You heard the scenarios na?” She said “It has to be public or semi-public fucking “Nobody is willing to nail me there as they are afraid of getting arrested.”

“Don’t worry about it. It will be fine.” He said casually.

His confidence made her pussy throb. She said “Bike pe chod loge mujhe?”

[Will you be able to fuck me on a bike?]

“I would love it,” he said “gaand maaroonga tumhari.”

[I will fuck your ass.]

“Choot bhi.” She said “It’s my fantasy. That’s what started me thinking about it and I chose this topic.”

[Pussy also.]

“Fine with me.” Tony said.

Deepika’s pussy was getting wet. She was enjoying talking to his handsome, bold guy. Many men had grabbed her ass in the restaurant, nobody had ever dared to get her jacket off or grab her pussy. She rubbed her pussy on his calloused hand.

“You know how to ride a bike?” She said.

“I do.” He said “You know how to ride a cock, on a bike?”

“Not yet, but I know how to ride a cock.” She smiled “Rest I will learn, with your help.”

Tony smoothly pushed his finger in her tight, wet cunt. Deepika moaned softly but didn’t pull back.

“You are tight. “He said “It’s going to hurt.”

Deepika put her left hand on his cock that was outlined in his pants like a thick rod “Yes, I can see that. I will enjoy it.”

“But to take it in you, in public, you will need practice.” He said, slowly pushing his finger in and out of her wet cunt.

“So, start banging me beforehand,” she smiled “tumhari kutiya to rahoongi hi. Ragad ragad ke train kar dena, phir bahar chodna.”

[I will be your bitch, pound me hard regularly and train me, then fuck me outside after that.]

“That sounds like a good idea.” He nodded.

“I have an idea.” Madhuri said “Tony, baby, have her moved to your building, then she will be fully in your power and you can nail her when you want. Right now she is a student and she can be moved to your building. Later when she becomes a teacher, she won’t be allowed to move into a student hostel but nobody will notice it for the rest of the year.”

“The girls in my building are my bitches,” Tony shook his head “our deal is only for six months. We will have to -”

“Ek saal tak rakh lo.” Deepika interrupted him, she rubbed his dick as she looked in his eyes “ek saal tak kutiya bana kar rakh lo, main rahoongi. Jab marzi, jaise marzi chodna.”

[Keep me for a year. Keep me as your bitch for a year, I will stay. Fuck me as you want when you want.]

“Do you live with your boyfriend?” he asked.

“No, he has family in Bombay, he lives with them.” Deepika said “I live in the hostel.”

“One year? In my possession?” He looked deep in her eyes as he rubbed her gspot with his fingertip “I use my bitches hard.”

“I am a submissive slut,” She said, her eyes half-closed with arousal “use me as you want, fuck me any way you want.”

“Good. Sounds like we have a plan.” He pulled his finger out of her cunt.

“Mmmm,” Deepika moaned “if you want to take me for a test ride, there’s a corner behind the kitchen ... jaane se pehle le sakte ho meri.”

[You can fuck me before you leave.]

He smiled “Main choodoonga nahin, todoonga. Better to do it at my place the first time.”

[I won’t fuck you, I will break you.]

“Tod lena, jaise dil kare.” Deepika was still aroused “But still, jaane se pehle munh mein daalna ho to bata dena.”

[Break me as you want. But still, if you want to fuck my face before you leave, let me know. ]

“Ok.” He nodded “Take my number and message me your student ID. I will have you moved to my building.”

“Yes, Sir.” Deepika nodded “Thank you so much.”

Deepika leaned and kissed him hard, crushing her lips to his lips, pressing her body into his chest. He squeezing her and kissed her back. Her tongue found his, as they tangled in a fight of passion and lust.

“God! You are so handsome!” She breathed when they broke the hot kiss “Thank you for helping me.”

“You are welcome, my bitch.”

She smiled and caressed his cheek.

Then she got up and adjusted her skirt. As she reached for her jacket, Tony picked it up and put it aside.

“No.” He looked up in her eyes “My bitch, my rules.”

“Ji.” Deepika nodded submissively “Aap ki kutiya aap ke rules.” She accepted his order without worrying about consequences.

Chapter 4: Surveen is Frustrated

“Surveen, where are you going?” Hina said as she entered her roommate’s room “Girl, you can’t just leave college like that for a small thing. I won’t let you.”

“I am not leaving.” Surveen looked up from her suitcase “I am just going home to see my dad.”

“With so many clothes?” Hina said “He lives in Bombay only.”

“Yeah, I will probably stay there for a couple of days.”

“But ... you will miss your classes!”

“What’s the point of classes if I am not going to get my degree anyway?” Surveen said.

“Don’t say that!” Hina sat down on the other girl’s bed “We will find a way.”

“Against the dean?” Surveen challenged.

“Well ... it does piss me off how he is behaving like you killed someone,” Hina said “you just had a sex phone line. It’s not such a big deal.”

“It is the way he tells it, he is accusing me of public indecency, breaking the school’s rules, damaging the schools’ public image and whatnot.” Surveen made a face “He would have liked to expel me but I think he knows my dad will be pissed off.”

“Your dad can’t help you with this?” Hina said.

“That’s what I am going to Bombay for.” Surveen said “He is a TV producer, not a trustee of the school. The only reason dean is worried about offending him is that dad gives jobs to so many of the Slut U graduates.”

“You should have already asked him.” Hina said “He might be able to make the dean back off.”

“I didn’t want to.” Surveen said “It’s so embarrassing to have to go to my dad and tell him that I am not going to get my degree because I operated a phone sex line from my hostel room and the dean found out. It will be disgraceful.”

“Yes, I see your point.” Hina nodded.

“I didn’t even go to him to help me with my career.” Surveen said “I got the modelling jobs on my own, I got so many TV hosting roles. They were small but I got them on my own merit. I went to the auditions, I fucked the guy in-charge and I got the role. Now I have a nice host role lined up on a long-running show as soon as I finish my graduation but if I don’t finish my degree, they will probably drop me.”

“Listen, Sur, have you thought about ... like, maybe the dean just wants to nail you?” Hina said “I mean you are gorgeous, you have such a stunning body, such beautiful tits, and the way you dress, every guy in college wants to bang you. Maybe the dean also wants to fuck you?”

“Hina Khan, are you stupid?” Surveen said “I am a student, he is the dean, he can put his dick in my holes any time he wants. He knows that. No, I don’t know what his problem is but that he wants to nail me. Last time I went to see him about this I wore a ridiculously short dress that was backless and see-through. You know I don’t wear panties. I wore my 8” high whore heels. But the dean didn’t try to lay me, he just told me he will let me finish my last semester but he would not give me my degree.”

“Damn! This is awful.” Hina said “Sur, speaking of banging you, are you sure you don’t want to go to Tony?”

“Tony? No way!”

“Sur, he could help you.” Hina said.

“I doubt it, and I know he would want to nail me.” Surveen said.

“So, what’s the problem?” Hina said “You were willing to take the dean’s dick, Tony is younger and so much hotter than the dean.”

“Not just that. Tony would not just want to drill me, he would want to own me.” Surveen said “He is a third-year, I am a final-year, I will let him own me?”

“It should not matter, Sur, he is a man and you are a gorgeous woman.” Hina said “And we have always been taught that power conquers beauty.”

“Hina, I would be happy to fuck him, like you say, he is hot,” Surveen said “but wo mujhe apni kutiya banana chahega. I can’t do that.”

[He will want to make me his bitch.]

“To ban jana na, yaar,” Hina said “it’s only a question of one semester, then you will graduate and you will be out, with your degree.”

[So become his bitch, no?]

For a moment it looked like Surveen was wavering, then she shook her head “Ban bhi jaati, you know how much I like dominant men and rough sex but he can’t help. No student can help me.”

[I might agree to it but... ]

“I am sure he can.” Hina insisted “He is very powerful. He helped Rakul become Miss Slut U, remember?”

“Yes, you have told me the story.” Surveen nodded “That was just a trick, and he was facing another student. Dean is not John Abraham, he has absolute power.”

“I think you should still try Tony. He has more power than you think.” Hina said “I always go to him whenever I have a problem.”

“Because you are his bitch, you think of him as more powerful than he really is.”

“Haan, main to hoon uski kutiya, aur khushi se hoon,” Hina admitted “but that doesn’t mean that he is not smart or powerful. He is ingenious, I am telling you.”

[Yes, I am his bitch, and happy to be,... ]

“Yaar, it would be humiliating to have to go to a junior and not only ask his help but also spread my legs for him.”

“And don’t you love humiliation?”

“I do, but ... I don’t know...” Surveen said “let me try my dad first. If he can’t do anything then I will go to Tony and let him bang me.”

“Okay, whatever you think is right.” Hina let it go at that.

Chapter 5: Tony Takes Charge

Tony pulled Madhuri to him, put his arm around her and cupped her right breast like he was doing before and squeezed it as he looked at Nene “So, what were we talking about?”

Nene had watched his whole interaction with Deepika and it had amazed him how easily he had claimed Deepika in front of them and lined her up to not just fuck her but own her as his bitch. His own wife’s contribution in that had been nothing short of astonishing. Nene was rock hard and his heart was beating fast. He could not take his eyes from Tony’s hand which was squeezing Madhuri’s soft, full breast in her slutty, thin dress. Madhuri was cuddled up so close with him that his arm was going all the way around her back and his hand could easily grope her breast.

“I ... I...” Nene tried to speak but he didn’t know the words.

“Baby, you were about to tell him Dilip about the plan for the next few months.” Madhuri reminded him.

“Yes, thank you, darling.” Tony squeezed her breast and kissed her cheek. Then he turned to Nene “Professor, you know that Madhu is going to help me in my research project, right?”

“She was applying to be your research subject, I know that.” Nene nodded.

“Well, I am going to take her, that’s for sure.” Tony smiled “And you know what my project is about?”

“Only that it’s about anal fucking.” Nene said, feeling naughty just saying those words.

“Yes, about the relation of pain and enjoyment during anal sex.” Tony said “As part of the project I will be fucking her ass, multiple times, over a long period of time.”

Nene squirmed in his seat and a moan escaped his lips. Fortunately for him, just then Deepika came with drinks and his moans was hidden by the noise of the glasses on her trey.

“Baby,” Deepika looked at Tony with an adoring look which belied the fact that she had not even met him before a few minutes ago “since I am going to be your bitch, I will take care of your dinner bill tonight.”

“You are such a sweetheart,” Tony rubbed her smooth, bare thighs and Nene was shocked to see that he casually slipped his hand under her skirt and cupped her pussy “but Dr. Nene is paying for our dinner tonight. He is a good tipper as well. Aren’t you, doctor?”

Nene was mesmerised by the vision of Deepika grinding her bare pussy on Tony’s hand. He jerked awake at the mention of his name “Huh? Yes, oh, yes. I will pay the bill, don’t worry, Deepika. But thank you.”

“Ok, no problem.” Deepika smiled “Would you like to order now or need some time?”

Tony calmly pushed his finger into her cunt without moving his shoulder that could be noticed by any one “Are you on the menu?”

“Mmmmm, for you I am always on the menu, handsome.” Deepika ground her hips to take his finger up into her cunt “bolo, choot mein daaloge ya gaand maaroge?”

[You want to put it in my cunt or ass?]

Tony grinned. He continued to finger her hot, wet cunt slowly in and out “I have not decided yet. What’s on the menu?”

“All my holes,” Deepika said, her breath heavy with arousal “my tits, my face, all my body. Jaise marzi ragad lo.”

[Pound me as you want.]

“Let me consider that menu.” Tony smiled “And for the food order, we need a couple of minutes.”

“Take you time.” Deepika bit her lower lip as she tried to suppress a moan “You can always take your time with me.”

“Good girl.”

Deepika stayed in place until he pulled his finger out then went away, walking slowly as she could feel her wet pussy squish between her legs. Tony gave his finger to Madhuri who sucked it clean.

Tony picked up his glass “To new adventures.”

Madhuri smiled and said “To new adventures under a new boss.”

Nene picked up his glass, mumbled something and sipped his drink.

“So, as I was saying,” Tony looked at Nene and continued “I will be nailing Madhu quite a lot in the coming months, sometimes several times a week.”

“Mmmmm.” Madhuri moaned and smiled. Her hand was on his thigh, rubbing slowly, letting him feel the warmth of her hand on his leg. Nene wanted to moan as well but suppressed it somehow.

Tony passed his arm around Madhuri’s neck and slipped his hand inside her wide open cleavage. Nene watched open-mouthed as Tony groped his wife’s bare breast casually and kneaded it as he looked at him again.

“Are you listening to me, professor?” Tony looked at Nene.

With an effort, Nene took his eyes from Tony’s hand kneading Madhuri’s breast and looked at Tony “Yes. Yes, of course.”

“Ok, what did I say?” Tony challenged him like a teacher quizzing an errant student.

“That you will be ... you will be fucking my wife regularly the next few months.” Nene said, feeling his dick throb at every word he spoke.

“See, this is what I meant.” Tony looked at Madhuri like a father complains to his wife about a naughty child “Doctor, not your wife, I said...”

“Come on, Tony,” Madhuri pressed her hand on his chest, her tone was just like an indulgent mother taking the side of her son, Tony’s hand was continuously kneading her breast and she was not making any effort to stop him, rather she was staying close to make it easy for him to grope her. She smiled up at Tony “he’s not used to it. He will learn.”

Nene was watching this interchange with fascination, his body felt like there was hot current flowing through it. His dick was rock hard in his pants and he really wanted to squeeze it but he was afraid that Tony might not like it. He didn’t even know when it became so important to have Tony’s approval but he did know he was very scared to do anything that might make Tony angry even though he didn’t know why.

“Whatever.” Tony said and faced Nene again “Professor, what I want you to understand is that I will be using Madhu quite a lot, using her body, fucking her, drilling all her holes, quite a lot, several times a week, sometimes all night, sometimes over a weekend...”

“Or even longer.” Madhuri supplied.

Tony nodded “Or, even longer. At those times I don’t want you to bother her with your needs, you will manage your own household without trying to contact her.”

“Baby, he is quite helpless without me.” Madhuri said “Maybe you should let him call me if he really needs me, and I can answer if I don’t have your dick in me at that time.”

Nene was trying to wrap his head around the idea that he needed Tony’s permission to call his own wife while Tony was keeping her at his place and fucking her whenever he wanted.

“Damn it, Madhu, I am trying to mould you here,” Tony said firmly “how can I do that if he keeps interrupting? Get him a couple of first-year girls to help if he is so helpless.”

“Good idea, baby. I will do that.” Madhuri said, rubbing Tony’s chest, trying to placate him “I am your bitch, honey. You are my priority.”

Nene could notice the appeasing, soft, grovelling tone in his wife’s voice. He had never heard that before. She was a smoking hot, intelligent, powerful woman and usually people grovelled in front of her. He saw Tony’s face soften and with it Madhuri’s face relaxing. Tony kissed her on the lips then turned to Nene again.

“Are you getting what I am saying, Professor?” He said.

“Y ... yes.” Nene nodded “I ... I won’t call when you ... you are ... you have her...”

Tony looked directly into his eyes “When I am using her.”

“When ... you ... you are using her.” Nene felt a hot jolt of electric current travel up his dick as he said those words and got a clear picture of Tony drilling Madhuri’s ass so hard that she would not be able to walk for days.

“And,” Tony nodded “when she is at home with you, you won’t try to fuck her. For the next few months, she will be exclusive to my cock.”

Nene felt like all his blood had turned to water. Tony’s strong, uncompromising tone was very strict and though he was telling him that he could not fuck his own wife, Nene was not brave enough to question his decision. But Madhuri spoke.

“Baby, Dilip’s dick is very small, tiny, really,” She said “it won’t hurt my holes. You can keep moulding me as ... ah!”

Tony squeezed her breast hard and Madhuri’s words culminated in a pained yelp.

“Bitch, you are testing my patience now.” Tony looked down into her eyes.

“I am sorry, Sir.” Madhuri whimpered “I will behave.”

Nene’s dick had started to throb at the abject humiliation but watching Tony whip Madhuri into line like that was insanely hot. He could see that her eyes were moist and her chest was heaving with each breath.

Tony nodded. He relaxed his grip on her breast and continued kneading her slowly, soothingly. Madhuri cuddled up with him like a pet, trying to show him that she was a well-behaved bitch.

“Did you get that, Professor?” Tony said “She will be exclusive to my cock.”

“For ... for how long?” Nene dared to ask.

“Until I tell you different.” Tony pulled his hand out of Madhuri’s dress, put his forearms on the table and leaned forward, looking directly into Nene’s eyes “You have a problem with that?”

“N ... n ... no!” Nene almost peed his pants. His erection died a young death at the challenge.

“You understand what I am telling you?” Tony said.

Nene nodded “Yes. Yes, I do. Only you will fuck Madhuri from now on.”

“Correct. You may ask her for a blowjob sometimes, but I would prefer that you ask my permission first.” Tony said.

The fact that he would have to ask permission to put his dick in his own wife’s mouth from a third person, from a young student, it was humiliating, and yet, Nene’s cock was getting hard again.

“O ... ok.” Nene accepted.

“Honey, Tony is considering owning me as his personal bitch.” Madhuri explained with a smile “I am sure you can understand what an outstanding honour that will be for me. I need you to cooperate.”

Nene’s eyes wanted to close with the incredible arousal rushing through his body. He nodded “Yes, yes, of course, dear.”

He looked at Tony to see if his term of endearment had offended him. He was relieved to see that Tony was sitting back and nodding.

“She is going to be my possession,” Nene could not see his hand but from the way Tony’s shoulder moved he could guess that his hand was on Madhuri’s leg. She opened her legs, making her leg come out of the wide slit of her gown and smiled encouragingly at Tony. He rubbed her smooth warm thigh then looked at Nene again “I need you to understand that and behave, cooperate and do as you are told.”

All Nene could do was to nod. His body was galvanised by the incredible arousal flowing through it and his cock was so hard like it had never been before. He was saved the embarrassment of having to talk by the arrival of Deepika.

“Ready to order, Sir?” She came and stood next to Tony.

“Yes, we are, darling.” Tony placed his hand on her leg and slowly caressed her smooth, warm thighs.

Deepika lifted her foot and placed her high heels wide, opening her legs shoulder-width apart. Tony quietly hiked up the front of her miniskirt, baring her pussy. He looked up at her. Deepika nodded. Nene almost jumped in his seat as Tony calmly placed his fingertip on Deepika’s pussy hole and slid it in fully deep in one go.

“Mmmm.” Deepika moaned as he penetrated her painfully deep with his finger in one thrust.

After that they discussed the menu, asked Deepika questions and talked about their choices all the while Tony fingerfucking Deepika’s cunt. She answered every question and at the same time, kept grinding her hips subtly riding his finger. She let out soft moans as Tony massaged her gspot with his fingertip but she didn’t stop riding his finger nor did she miss a beat in writing their order.

“Is that all, Sir?” She smiled down at Tony.

“You are a delicious fucktoy, you know that?” Tony looked at her gorgeous face.

“Thank you, Sir.” She gave him a more naughty smile “I am on the menu for you, as you know.”

“I know.” Tony nodded “That’s all for now.”

Tony pulled his finger out of her cunt and sucked it clean “Very delicious fucktoy.”

Deepika grinned “I hope to taste you soon as well.”

“You like eating cum?”

“I love eating cum.” Deepika said “It’s the best.”

“And I do feed my whores.”

“Mmmm, and I am going to be your whore.”

It took her an effort to break away from him, but finally Deepika went away with their order.

Tony picked up his drink and took a sip “The plan for tonight is, Professor,” he looked at Nene “that you will drop Madhu and me to my place after dinner. I will keep her all night. Then in the morning you can pick her up.”

“You will fuck her all night?” Nene said.

“Mhmm. Any problem?” Tony looked at him, his features hard as granite.

“No, no, just that ... erm ... her ass ... and her pussy ... her holes would be red probably.”

“I do plan to pound her hard.” Tony continued to knead Madhuri’s tits even as he looked her husband right in the eyes.

“Well ... I ... I ... I could put cream on them, to ... to ... heal.” Nene said. His cheeks were turning red as he was asking permission to touch his own wife.

Tony’s face relaxed “Yes, that would be ok. That would be very nice actually.”

Madhuri smiled “He does a good job of it. Sometimes he licks my ass, it’s quite soothing.”

Nene’s heart was beating hard and he was feeling his ears get warm as Madhuri was telling their intimate secrets so casually to Tony.

“That’s a good boy.” Tony nodded “Yes, you may do that.”

Nene could understand now how Tony’s approval could be comforting and relaxing. He nodded “Thank you.”

“But you are only taking care of those holes,” Tony reminded him “who are they reserved for?”

“For you ... your cock.” Nene said with an effort, his cheeks warm with embarrassment and humiliation. His cock was so hard that he could not believe it.

“Good.” Tony nodded. He kept sipping his drink with one hand and the other inside Madhuri’s dress, kneading her tits.

Deepika brought their food. She placed the plates from the trolley to the table. Tony extended his arm. Deepika opened her legs with a smile. She moaned as he fingered her cunt. She was quite wet and the squishing noises from his finger moving in and of her tight hole were audible to Madhuri and Nene also.

Tony pulled his finger out of her cunt and sucked it clean while Deepika asked “Do you folks need anything else. Any sauces or...”

“We are about to eat, Tony.” Nene blurted out looking at Tony before he could stop himself.

“But she is delicious, professor.” Tony smiled.

He pushed his finger back into Deepika’s cunt and fingered her while she moaned. Then he pulled his finger out, soaked in her cunt juices and offered it to Nene across the table “Taste her yourself.”

“No, it’s ok.” Nene said.

“Taste it, professor.” Tony said firmly. It sent a chill down Nene’s spine.

“Dilip!” Madhuri’s voice had a rebuke in that one word.

Nene leaned forward and tentatively took Tony’s finger in his mouth. His cheeks were turning red as a tomato while he sucked Deepika’s cunt juices from his finger. The other three were watching him. Nene could not help but think about Madhuri sucking Tony’s cock as he was sucking his finger.

“Now tell her how she tastes.” Tony ordered as Nene sat up again.

“She ... she is delicious.” Nene said.

“Don’t tell me,” Tony said “tell her.”

It took all of Nene’s willpower to look at Deepika and say “You taste very nice.”

“Thank you, professor.” Deepika smiled “I am glad you like the taste of my choot.” Then before anyone knew what was happening Deepika turned to Tony “You are so damn hot!”

She pressed her lips on his and kissed him hard. It was a brief kiss and then she was gone.

“I don’t think you should go without banging her.” Madhuri said.

“Shut up, eat your food.” Tony grinned.

“Yes, dear.” Madhuri said. Nene noticed how submissive and docile her tone was.

Chapter 6: Jasmin Has a Tale to Tell

“And he didn’t even -”

“What? What?” Shehnaz said as Jasmin stopped talking as soon as she entered “Were you talking about me?”

“No, no!” Jasmin said “I was ... I was just telling Kanika about the EroZo practical.”

“So, tell na.” Shehnaz sat down on a sofa chair near the two “I am not stopping you.”

“You don’t mind if I talk about... ‘him’?” Jasmin said.

“Why would I mind?” Shehnaz shrugged “It wasn’t your fault. Once again, my big mouth lost me the opportunity.”

“You didn’t lose much.” Jasmin said “It was horrible.”

“Oh, really?” Shehnaz cheered up “He wasn’t good?”

“He was good, but too good.” Jasmin said “He tortured me for an hour. I was in hell.”

“Oh.” Shehnaz’s face fell.

“He was that good?” Kanika said.

“Kanu, he had me begging him to fuck me in ten minutes,” Jasmin said “but he didn’t fuck me. He told me that’s not allowed.”

“That’s bullshit.” Shehnaz said “If a guy wants to nail a girl in EroZo the professor just looks the other way, I know this from so many girls. And your Tony Parashar always fucks his practical partner, not just in EroZo but other classes too. It’s just common knowledge.”

Both the girls noticed the pronoun Shehnaz used before Tony’s name but they ignored it.

“You were very wet, Jas?” Kanika said.

“Oh, I was wet when we started.” Jasmin said “He smells so amazing, and when we were sitting together, I got a strong whiff of it. It made me soaking wet in seconds.”

“And then, what did he do?” Kanika was rubbing her thighs together and it was clear that she was not just curious, she was very much aroused.

“He made me even hotter,” Jasmin leaned forward “Kanu, he just knows how to touch you. Like EroZo is all about the hot zones of your body, right? Well, he is a master in that. He knows where to touch, where to kiss ... one time, he just leaned in like he was going to say something in my ear and just blew gently on my neck. Baby, I can’t tell you how hard my pussy pulsed!”

“My pussy is pulsing now as you are telling me.” Kanika swallowed “No wonder you begged him to nail you.”

“I begged him to nail me,” Jasmin nodded “then I begged him to just put his fingers in my cunt. He said he is not allowed to penetrate me in anyway in EroZo.”

“Well, those are the rules.” Kanika said.

“He is Tony Fucking Parashar!” Jasmin all but screamed “Since when does he follow the fucking rules? Another girl told me later, in every single EroZo practical Tony finished by banging his partner. Every single time.”

“And the teacher is there?” Kanika said.

“Dr. Nene works on his computer like he can’t see anything.” Jasmin said.

“Wow!” Kanika said “But he didn’t nail you?”

Shehnaz got up and sat on the coffee table near them “Did he say anything about the night in the pub?”

“Not a word.” Jasmin shook her head “Just told me that as per rules, he can’t nail me.”

“He is still angry obviously.” Kanika said.

“Well, d-uh, that’s obvious.” Shehnaz said.

“I really want to be his bitch.” Kanika said “I have been hearing so much about him...”

“You? How do you think I feel?” Jasmin said “Meri choot mein aag laga di usne, aur choda nahin. I will lick his shoes to get his forgiveness, but I am going to be his bitch.”

[He made my pussy burn and didn’t fuck me.]

“So would I.” Kanika challenged.

“I would lick the bottom of his shoes if it would mean becoming his fucktoy.” Shehnaz said “But I have a plan.”

Both the other girls groaned.

“You and your plans.” Kanika said.

“Shut up and listen.” Shehnaz said “This week there’s a field trip going to a TV studio.”

“We won’t be allowed in that.” Jasmin shook her head “We are freshers.”

“I said shut up and listen.” Shehnaz said “The trips are mixed, students from any year can go.”

“Jazz is right,” Kanika said “Anybody can go but only seniors usually go.”

“Will you two cunts shut up?” Shehnaz raised her voice “Anybody can go on that bus, there are no fixed rules, but usually anybody the teachers pick can go. And also, of course, anyone that Tony picks goes as well.”

“Tony will go?” Jasmin perked up.

“Of course, he will go.” Shehnaz said “He goes every time. And girls, that bus is like a party bus. I have it from a good source that Tony fucks like non-stop on that bus. He only takes the girls who are his whores or the ones he wants to nail.”

“Why will he take us?” Kanika said.

“You never listen, do you?” Shehnaz said “I said teachers pick the students who can go.”

“So? You know any teachers who will make an exception for us?” Jasmin said.

“Who’s the teacher in-charge?” Kanika said.

“Shweta Tiwari.” Shehnaz said “She is the senior professor in charge of TV department.”

“I know about her.” Jasmin said “She is very strict. Why would she do anything for us? Especially if she found out we are in Tony’s bad books.”

“Because I won’t ask her.” Shehnaz said.

“Then?” Kanika looked at her “What was the whole point?”

“Do you remember the new teacher we had today?” Shehnaz said “In Punjabi Cinema?”

“Oh, Sonam Bajwa?” Jasmin said.

“Mhmm, she is a Punjaban, we got along with her, I think she liked us.” Shehnaz said.

“Yes, I had a nice chat with her.” Kanika said.

“Me too. Well, she is a teacher, junior but still a teacher.” Shehnaz said “I will ask her to get us in. She can ask Shweta Tiwari on our behalf.”

“Hmmmm.” Kanika considered it.

“Sorry, Shehnaz,” Jasmin said “I have heard that Sonam is Tony’s whore. He got her the job. She won’t help us if she finds out Tony is pissed off at us.”

“Or,” Shehnaz looked at them excitedly “she might put in a good word for us, ask him to give us a chance?”

“Hmmm, he does listen to his bitches from what I have heard.” Kanika said.

“It’s worth a shot.” Jasmin said “We can’t be in worse condition than we are now. And if it works, it will be amazing.”

Shehnaz smiled “I have already bought a totally whore dress for the bus.”

“I need to buy something too.” Jasmin said.

“Let’s talk to Sonam tomorrow,” Kanika said “then we will go shopping.”

They continued making excited plans, happy to focus on some action rather than mope around about their situation.

Chapter 7: Juhi is a Bad Friend

Conversation over dinner was normal about college and work until Tony suddenly said “Darling, you should get highlights in your hair.”

Nene’s heart skipped a beat, Tony was taking full control of Madhuri’s life and he was finding it incredibly exciting.

“Ji, sure.” Madhuri said “What colour would you like me to get?”

“I don’t know.” Tony looked at her “You are very fair, so some nice ... maybe gold, or maybe copper red...”

“Erm ... Tony, I could bring her some colours and styles from the hairdressers,” Nene offered “I mean, pictures. Then you could decide.”

“That sounds like a good idea.” Tony said. Nene felt happy.

“Anything you would like me to change, I will do it. Just tell me.” Madhuri said “I am going to be your property, you will have complete right over my body. If you would like me to get a tattoo...”

“No,” Tony shook his head, pushing away his empty plate “you have a stunning body, and I like to have my bitches unmarked and pure.”

“Good thing I asked.” Madhuri smiled “I was thinking about getting a tattoo of your name on my lower back. Like ‘Property of Tony Parashar’ or something like that.”

Tony shook his head “No, nothing. Unmarked and pure. I don’t need to mark this exquisite body to satisfy my ego. You will be my possession, you will know it, I will know it, I don’t give a damn about anyone else.”

“Mmmm, I have never met a man so secure in himself.” Madhuri smiled “Just one change ... I will not be your possession, I am your possession.”

Nene could not have agreed more. Only a secure man could appreciate a piece of beauty without wanting to brand it with his name. He knew many jealous, possessive men who had ruined their marriages like that.

Tony smiled.

“I am.” Madhuri insisted “It’s up to you when you brand me as yours and put me on your leash but I am your possession. You know that already.”

Tony grinned “I am not contradicting you, darling. You are such a gorgeous, intelligent whore...”

Just as they were leaning towards each other and were about to kiss, someone spoke loudly near their table.

“Madhu? Oh, my god!” A female voice said “What are the chances?”

“Hi, Juhi,” Madhuri tried to conceal her disdain “yes, what a coincidence. What a huge coincidence.”

Tony looked up at Juhi. She smiled and stayed in place, her legs open, her arms down by her side.

She was wearing a stunning halter micromini dress in black velvet with red straps. There was a big section over her chest that showed her big boobs through a wide mesh lined with sheer fabric. The dress came down to her mid-thighs but it had a row of buttons down the front and Juhi had kept three of these buttons open which made her milky thighs peek out whenever she so much as shifted her weight. Tony could even see that she was not wearing panties.

“I was just sitting there waiting for my girlfriend, I didn’t know you were...?” Juhi turned around and showed Tony how backless her dress was. It had just a thin strap hooking in the middle, the rest of her back was naked and the dress was boldly exposing almost half of her tight ass crack, openly advertising the lack of panties. Juhi was wearing 8” high red stilettos with 4” high clear platforms. Her makeup was done like she was going for a screen-test and her lips were painted bright red. Her hair was loose on her shoulders, framing her gorgeous, filmstar face. She flipped it as she looked at them “She just messaged that she could not make it. I was just going out and saw you.”

“Why don’t you take a seat?” Tony said.

“Yes, Juju, sit down.” Madhuri pointed to the seat next to her husband.

“Oh, so nice of you, but I won’t stay long.” Juhi sat down next to Tony.

Madhuri had not meant her to sit next to Tony but when Juhi shamelessly lowered her butt to the seat, Madhuri had to move to make space. Tony moved as well and Juhi placed her butt next to him.

Juhi cuddled up and smiled at Tony as he put his arm around her waist. She moved in a suggestive way to show him with her body language that his hand on her bare back was quite welcome.

“Madhu, introduce us, na?” Juhi said.

With a sigh of resignation, Madhuri said “Tony, this is my friend Juhi Chawla, and Juhi, this is Tony Parashar, my star student.”

“Oh, this is Tony?” Juhi did some of her best acting “I have heard so much about you from Madhu, it’s lovely to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you, too,” Tony said “though, Madhu hasn’t told me anything about you. You are a mystery to me.”

“Sometimes it’s nice to unwrap a mystery, no?” Juhi smiled seductively.

“There’s not much to unwrap,” Madhuri looked at Juhi’s slutty dress “Juhi has moved here from US. We are old time friends. Juhi is married.”

“But very much available to star students,” Juhi put her hand on Tony’s thigh making her meaning even more clear “I teach Slutting in Beauty Pageants and Slutting in Show Business to first year.”

“Tony is in third year,” Madhuri said “he would not be in your class.”

“He is in his own class,” Juhi rubbed his thigh and smiled “I can always use the help of senior students for practical sessions.”

Tony was liking this gorgeous woman whom he had seen on screen before. Her slut dress and her aggressively slutty style were getting his dick hard.

Letting his hand caress her smooth, bare back up and down, he looked at her “What kind of sessions are we talking about?”

“The kind you would enjoy, baby.” Juhi moved her hand up on his thigh and smiled “The young sluts always need guidance and a man like you, a real man with a big ... experience, can always teach them.”

“He may not have time.” Madhuri said “Tony is doing his own research project, his third year is very busy and he helps so many sluts already.”

“Madhu is right.” Tony said “Time may be an issue.”

“Aw!” Juhi pouted “I was so hoping to see you in action. In fact, Madhu and I were talking about you this evening. We are planning to put on a play next month and we were thinking you would be good for the lead.”

“Oh,” Tony looked at Madhuri who nodded, then looked at Juhi again “which play?”

“We were thinking comedy of errors, baby.” Madhuri said “I wanted you for the main lead.”

“One of the double roles?” Tony said.

[Comedy of Errors is a play by Shakespeare which features two sets of twins both named the same - one set is master Antipholus, and the other set is his servant companion Dromio. One Antipholus is married to Adriana. She has a beautiful sister Luciana. Emilia is the wife of Egeon and the mother of the Antipholus twins who was separated from her husband in a storm.]

“Yes, the master, Antipholus.” Madhuri said.

“Of course, he is a master.” Juhi cuddled up and rubbed his back, putting her left hand on his chest “He is such an obvious master.”

Tony smiled. He let his hand slide lower and rubbed Juhi’s bare ass crack with his fingers. She smiled cooperatively and stayed close to him.

“Would you do it?” Madhuri put her hand on his thigh “I know you are busy but you are such a good actor.”

“Depends.” Tony smiled “Who are you getting for Adriana? Someone hot and fuckable?”

“We haven’t decided yet.” Madhuri said “But I will consult you in selecting the perfect girl.”

“And of course, you will get to nail her.” Juhi said, moving her hand down to his thigh “You will have full access to her and not just her but the girl playing Luciana as well. You can keep them both in your possession the whole time.”

“Tony is only joking.” Madhuri said rubbing his thigh and letting the back of her fingers brush against his thick, hard cock “He knows he will have full access to any girl in the cast and crew. Baby, I am directing the play, and I will have you with me for the auditions. We will select the hottest, most submissive fucktoys for each role.”

“I like a man who is so confident and bold.” Juhi rubbed his thigh “Will you do it, honey?”

Tony nodded “I will consider it. Let me know the actual dates and I will check that I don’t have any exams or assignment submissions in those dates.”

“Aw, so nice. I am so happy.” Juhi cuddled up, pressed her tits on his chest and kissed his cheek.

“What will you be doing on the play?” Tony continued to rub Juhi’s back, teasing her ass crack with his fingertips.

“I will be assistant director, dear.” Juhi smiled “You will be working with me day to day, and yes, I will be a good girl to keep my star happy.”

Her smile was slutty and openly inviting.

Tony continued to explore and tease her “Who will you take as Emilia?”

Madhuri answered before Juhi could “The mother of the twins? She has to be a mature woman, so one of the teachers would be good. Do you have any of your whores in mind, or anyone new you want to claim?”

“I have a couple of good candidates in mind.” Tony said.

“Then I will consider them first, of course.” Madhuri said.

Deepika came over to ask if they wanted dessert and everybody turned to her. Deepika didn’t like that Juhi was there between her and Tony so now Tony could not finger her but she didn’t say anything.

“Would you like to see the dessert menu, Sir?” Deepika included the whole table but her eyes came back to Tony.

“I do like sweet things, darling,” Tony said “what’s the second most delicious treat here?”

“Second most delicious, Sir?” Deepika looked at him.

“Well, you are the top delicious treat here, obviously.” He winked.

“Oh.” Deepika smiled, happy that he had not forgotten her “we have nice ice creams Sir, and gulab jamun, also a few ... I will bring you the menu.”

“Wait.” Tony casually put his arm around Juhi’s neck as he looked around the table “Does everybody want dessert?”

“I will eat what you feed me.” Madhuri said and smiled at him.

Juhi said “I don’t think I should. I am watching my figure.”

“Everybody is watching your figure, sweetheart.” Tony squeezed her breast “It’s a wonderful figure.”

“Oh, Tony.” Juhi giggled, rubbing her hand on his thigh, very close to his hard cock.

“Get us the menus, please, darling.” Tony told Deepika.

Juhi stayed cuddled up with Tony, showing a familiarity that she should not have based on the fact that they had just met. She was keeping her hand on his thigh and was sitting so close that her right breast was pressing into his side. Her right arm was wrapped around his body like they were close friends. When Tony slipped his left hand inside her deep-neck dress and cupped her full, bare breast, Juhi didn’t object or make a noise, she just pressed closer so he could easily reach both her tits in the slutty deep-neck dress.

Tony kneaded her soft, fleshy breast in his fingers while he talked to the others “If you don’t like anything on the menu, don’t worry, we can go somewhere else for dessert as well.”

“I am thinking about not having any dessert, baby.” Madhuri said “I mean -”

“Don’t worry. I will work you hard.” Tony winked.

Madhuri smiled “I am sure you will, and I am fully willing to do that.”

Deepika brought the menus and left them to deliberate over their choices.

“So, you only teach the first year?” Tony said softly to Juhi. His hand was still inside her dress and he was kneading her breast casually, sometimes squeezing it hard, sometimes just fondling it in his fingers.

“Mmmm, yes.” Juhi moaned as he pinched her nipple “but I am available for assignment for any year. If you ever have need for a mature slut in your assignment,” she moved her hand between his legs and rubbed his hard cock that was outlined like a rod in his pants “I will be very cooperative.”

“But my assignments tend to be a bit on the rough side.” He crushed her soft breast in his hand so hard that she squirmed as the hot pain travelled down to her pussy.

“Toh main kya rokungi tumhein?” Juhi squeezed his cock “Rough, hard, jaise chahe use karma mujhe.”

[So will I stop you? Rough, hard, use me as you want.]

“Sounds promising.” He moved his hand over her chest, fondling her breast, keeping her intimately close to him “and what about this play?”

“I will personally make sure that both the actresses are completely in your possession from day one.” Juhi was leaning in close and speaking softly, her hot breath caressing his neck.

“Just the actresses?” He put his right hand on her leg and caressed her smooth, warm thigh “What about the assistant director?”

“No problem about her,” Juhi smiled and opened her legs “usse to jab chahe apne kabze mein le sakte ho.”

[You can take her in your possession whenever you want.]

Deepika came back for their orders and they all ordered some dessert.

After she went Madhuri said “Juhi, let me out please, I need to go to the toilet.”

“Ok.” Juhi said. She leaned in and kissed Tony on the cheek “Give me one second, then you can have me in your possession again.”

Tony nodded “On that promise.”

He pulled his hand out of her dress. Juhi got out of the booth. Tony also got out behind her. Madhuri slid out.

Just as Tony was about to sit again, Madhuri took his hand “Baby, I need to talk to you for a second. Please, come with me.”

“Ok.” Tony said.

Behind them, Juhi sat down again and watched Madhuri lead Tony toward the toilets. She frowned thoughtfully.

Chapter 8: Karishma Gets a Shock

“Lolo! Lolo!” Kareena was yelling as she entered her elder sister’s home “Where are you?”

“Yes, yes, I am here.” Karishma came out of the living room into the hallway “Come on in. You don’t have to scream like a crazy person. What’s wrong?”

“Lolo, yaar, I am trying to find my form.” Kareena said “Did I leave it here the other day?”

“You left a file,” Karishma said “I don’t know what’s in it.”

“Oh, that must be it.” Kareena said “Where is it?”

“There by the wall, on the table.” Karishma pointed “Want some wine?”

Kareena first went and picked up the file. She opened it and let out a sigh “Thank god!”

“What is it?” Karishma said, pretending that she hadn’t read it.

“My form, for applying to Tony’s project.” Kareena went to the kitchen and came back with a wine glass. She put it on the table next to Karishma’s glass.

“Oh, I thought it was something official, the way you were so anxious about it.” Karishma poured white wine into Kareena’s glass.

“It’s more important than anything official.” Kareena sat down next to her sister “I had already filled out most of it especially the essay question.”

“He is making you write an essay?” Karishma said “How humiliating!”

“Not at all. Well, a little, I mean to have to prove why you consider yourself an anal whore ... but it was hot, too.”

“That’s Tony Parashar for you,” Karishma said “humiliating but hot.”

Kareena lifted her glass “I will drink to that.”

They clinked glasses.

“Did you hear about your friend Kartik?” Kareena said.

“What about him?” Karishma said.

“You are banging him again, aren’t you?”

“I ... I go see him some time.”

“Hmmm, can’t say that I blame you.” Kareena said “You have to get satisfaction somewhere. Not like Sanjay is doing anything for you. Where is he tonight?”

“Out with his friends.” Karishma said “Why were you asking about Kartik?”

“His name was in the evening paper today, about his club.”

“Must be doing some event again.” Karishma said.

“No, no, this was about some altercation at his club yesterday,” Kareena said “there was a lot of drama when he tried to kick some patron out. He asked a customer to leave and the guy challenged him. The paper obviously spiced it up a lot but it didn’t seem like there was any physical violence.”

“Oh.” Karishma looked at her “What was it about?”

“I don’t know the details but the paper said some young guy was banging a girl in the toilets, Kartik found out about it and tried to ban the guy.” Kareena said “Then apparently the young guy told Kartik off and there was quite a public scene.”

“Oh my god!” Karishma almost spilled her wine as her hand trembled. She put her hand on Kareena’s arm “That was last night? What time?”

“That’s not in the paper, just last night some time.” Kareena said.

“Who was the young guy?”

“They haven’t published his name.” Kareena said “Just that he was some good looking young man, probably a student, who came there with two beautiful girls. In the end he left with the two girls.”

“Oh, fuck!” Karishma squeezed Kareena arm “Oh, fuck!”

“What’s going on, Lolo?” Kareena said “You are acting like you were that guy.”

“That guy was Tony Parasher.” Karishma said “You see, I went to see Kartik last night.”

“What? Tony tumhari le raha tha toilet mein?” Kareena’s eyes opened wide.

[Tony was banging you in the toilet?]

“No, no, no, he was ... ummm ... I mean...”

“Tumhari le raha tha ya nahin.”

[Was he banging you or not?]

“It’s complicated.” Karishma wasn’t meeting her sister’s eyes.

“No, it’s not. Was he in you or not?”

“He ... he ... usne mere munh mein daala tha.” Karishma admitted, her cheeks turning pink.

[He put it in my mouth.]

“So, it was you he was banging you in the toilet.” Kareena accused.

“No, no, it was not.”

“But you just told me -”

“Yaar, Bebo, it’s complicated.”

“Well, I am a smart woman, try me.” Kareena offered.

“You see ... you know Pooja Hegde?”

“That dusky hottie every boy wants to bang but she is like Tony’s shadow?”

“Mhmmm, she was with Tony last night.” Karishma said “He was pounding her hard in the ladies toilet. I went to the toilet and I heard her screams. I guess I gasped. Tony heard me and called me in the stall.”

“While he was fucking Pooja?”

“Yes,” Karishma nodded “he was drilling her ass.”

“Then?”

“Well ... he ... erm ... he slapped my tits and made me kneel on the floor.”

“How did he make you kneel on the floor?”

“Erm ... he told me to get on my knees.” Karishma lowered her eyes.

“Then?”

“He took his cock out of Pooja’s ass and put it in my mouth.” Karishma squirmed. She took a sip of her wine then continued “After I sucked it ... he ... he...”

“Come on!”

“He came on my face and ... my tits.” Karishma looked up at her sister “Then I sucked his cock clean.”

“Fuck! You little whore!” Kareena said “And you didn’t tell me that.”

“It was only yesterday.”

“Were you going to tell me about it?” Kareena challenged.

Karishma innocently shook her head.

“Did you know this had happened between Tony and Kartik?”

“No!” Karishma “Bebo, I took a taxi right after he ... did that to me.”

“Did what?” Kareena said “Used you like fuckmeat and branded you with his cum like his personal whore?”

Karishma squirmed on the sofa “I ... I didn’t want Kartik to smell his cum on me, so I just left, without even saying bye to Kartik.”

“Hmmm, so he doesn’t know that you know Tony?”

“No, not at all.” Karishma said “What will happen now, Bebo?”

“I don’t think anything will happen.” Kareena said “What could have happened has already happened. That’s the end of it. But what are you going to do?”

“Me? What about me?”

“You want to be Tony’s whore?”

“No, no, I can’t, Bebo, I can’t.”

“Sure, you can, and you want to be.”

“No, Bebo -”

“Let me ask you this, when he slapped your tits, jammed his cock in your mouth and came all over your face, did you cum?”

Karishma could not meet her sister’s eyes. She lowered her head and nodded.

“So, when he was using you, degrading you like a whore, you were hot?”

“Very. Very hot.” Karishma admitted.

“And you still say you don’t want to be his whore?”

“I ... I can’t, Bebo. I am married and he ... he is a student.”

“Fuck that!” Kareena said “Agar wo leta tumhari kal to tum deti ya nahin?”

[If he wanted to fuck you yesterday, would you have spread your legs?]

“Umm ... deti.” Karishma admitted in a low voice.

[Yes, I would have.]

“Wo jis chhed mein daalta tum dalwati na?”

[Whichever hole he wanted to fuck?]

“Haan.” Karishma nodded.

[Yes.]

“Lolo, you want to be his bitch. I can see that, and you know it too.” Kareena said “Listen, I will send you a link to his research participant form. Fill it out and send it to him. He will call you.”

“Oh, no. Oh, god. His research is about anal sex.”

“Haan, wo gaand maarega tumhari. And you will like it, you know that.”

[Yes, he will nail your ass.]

“But jitni uski subject hongi, sab ki gaand maarega na?”

[But if will assfuck all his subjects, no?]

“Of course, meri, Aish ki, and I think Madhu is applying, whoever else he picks up as his subject hum sab ki ragdega.”

[Yes, me, Aish, Madhu, all his subjects, he will drill all our asses.]

Karishma shook her head “I can’t do that. It would be different if we were having an affair or something but ... I ... I can’t be just one of his whores.”

“God, Lolo, you are in denial, so badly.” Kareena sighed “Ok, listen to me. There is a field trip going on Thursday, I am on it, come on the bus with me.”

“But I am not a teacher any more, I can’t join.” Karishma said.

“Oh, don’t be stupid.” Kareena said “You are college staff, you can join. And it’s not foreign travel. There won’t be anybody checking passports. It’s a bus you climb onboard, I will be there.”

“He will be there?” Karishma looked at her.

“Yes, he will be, that’s why I am asking you to come.”

“And he will have his other whores with him.” Karishma said “No, Bebo. Thanks but no thanks.”

“Uff, Lolo!” Kareena sighed “You are so much in denial. We can both see you want to be his bitch. End mein tum uski kutiya banogi hi, but the more you resist, the more you are suffering.”

[In the end you will become his bitch.]

“No, Bebo, I am happy in my life.” Karishma said doggedly.

“Lie to somebody who will believe you, sweetheart.” Kareena said “I know your life. Your husband goes out more with his friends than spends time with you. Even when he is with you, even when he fucks you, he can’t satisfy you. His dick is tiny and he doesn’t know how to fuck a woman. And that Kartik...”

“What about Kartik?” Karishma looked at her sister.

“Lolo, don’t forget that I have taken him in me.” Kareena said “We were both his clients at one time. He is not as big as Tony, not by a long sight.”

“It’s not all about dick size.” Karishma said “Kartik is nice to me.”

“But he is married to that failed actress, isn’t he?” Kareena retorted “That’s why you can only have an affair with him.”

“And Tony has hundred of whores, at least Kartik has only one wife.” Karishma said “And he treats me nice.”

“But you don’t want that, you need someone who can break you, completely crush you and humiliate you like a cheap whore.” Kareena said “Don’t forget, Lolo, I am your sister, your only sister. We have talked about all this stuff. You know all about my secrets and I know yours.”

Karishma looked at her like a trapped animal “Bebo, please, I can’t do this. Just ... let’s talk about something else.”

“Ok, but I am sending you Tony’s form.” Kareena said “And I think you should come on the bus.”

“I can’t.” Karishma shook her head “How is Saif?”

“Annoying as always.” Kareena scoffed “I went into his office today and...”

Chapter 9: Madhuri Talks to Tony

Tony closed the stall door and pressed Madhuri to the wall. They kissed hard. He reached inside her open dress, grabbed her tits and crushed them hard as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. Madhuri met his passion with her own, crushed her lips to his lips, sucking his tongue, keeping her mouth sealed to his as she drank his saliva.

“Mmmm, Tony!” She breathed when they broke the hot, passionate kiss “Chod do mujhe. Daal do andar.”

[Fuck me. Enter me.]

“Baby, we are going to my place.” Tony said, still kneading her hot, bare tits “Raat bhar ragdonga tumhein.”

[I will pound you all night.]

“Mmmm, wahan bhi ragad lena.” She looked up in his eyes “But I need you now. I need your cock in me. Abhi chod do mujhe. Randi ki tarah ragad do.”

[Pound me there too. Fuck me now. Pound me like a whore.]

Tony’s cock was rock hard already. He could not find fault with this request. He turned her toward the toilet and pointed to the toilet tank “Ghodi ban jao.”

[Bend over.]

Madhuri closed the toilet lid, bent over and grabbed the toilet tank. Tony lifted her gown over her hips. Madhuri opened her legs wide.

Tony opened his pants and put his cock on her pussy hole “Ready?”

“Daal do, baby.” Madhuri whimpered.

[Put it in.]

Tony entered her fast and hard. Madhuri yelped as his cock opened her pussy and stretched it wide as it penetrated her. She gripped the toilet tank tightly and tried to stay in place as Tony started fucking her cunt in and out. His cock was hard like a stick and it was fitting very tightly in Madhuri’s pussy.

Madhuri moaned and squeezed his cock with her pussy. She loved this about him. With any other man she felt like a mature woman with a mature woman’s body. With Tony, and his massively thick cock, she felt like she was a young slut, with a tight pussy, who still needed to be broken and conquered. He was the right man to conquer her and Madhuri prided herself on her good sense that she had never given him any resistance. Ever since that day when he had walked into the theatre with Neha Sharma, Madhuri had spread her legs for him willingly and eagerly every time they met.

He pushed his hands inside her dress, crossing his arms and grabbed her tits. He squeezed and kneaded her hot, heavy tits as he fucked her pussy with long, hard strokes. He pulled her tits, using them as handles to pull her back while he pushed forward with his hips, penetrating her so incredibly deep that each thrust was taking her breath away. Madhuri yelped with his deep strokes but stayed in place, her legs open wide, giving him full access to her body, letting him use her as he wanted.

She was not the only one who was so excited. Tony’s cock was throbbing uncontrollably hard. She was a stunning woman and every guy in the college wanted to sink his dick into her. Tony had seen her many times in college, on stage and before that on screen. To have her hot, heavy tits in his hands and feel her wet, slick pussy pulse around his cock, it was a dream come true for any boy and Tony was acutely aware of the delicious treat he was getting.

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