Project Guide: Hard Lessons
Korben Hunter
Project Guide
Hard Lessons
Korben Hunter
Disclaimer
All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. The hero is a fictional character, his world is fictional, the industry he works in is a figment of my imagination, and the people he 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.
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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.
Table of Contents
Introduction
Series Info
Chapter 1 – Alia Needs Notes
Chapter 2 - Tony Meets His Project Guide
Chapter 3 – Tony Creates a Baseline
Chapter 4 – The Class Assignment
Chapter 5 – Aishwarya’s Dirty Memories
Chapter 6 – Aishwarya is Frustrated
Chapter 7 – Aishwarya Runs into Tony
Chapter 8 – Aishwarya Learns the Truth
Chapter 9 – Kareena Flirts Like a Whore
Chapter 10 – Kareena is a Shameless Whore
Chapter 11 – Kareena Dances with Tony
Chapter 12 – Kareena’s Dream is Broken
Chapter 13 – Aishwarya Makes a Bold Move
Chapter 14 - Taking Aishwarya and Kareena Home
Chapter 15 – Aishwarya Gets Lucky
Chapter 16 – Aishwarya Gets an Offer
Chapter 17 – Kareena is Furious
Chapter 18 – Aishwarya Fills an Application
Chapter 19 – First Project Meeting
Chapter 20 – Tony Has Dinner with His Project Guide
Chapter 21 – Kareena Says Hello
Chapter 22 – Aishwarya Gets Dessert
Chapter 23 – Girl Talk
Chapter 24 – Tammy Shows Interest
Chapter 25 – Malaika Joins the Queue
Chapter 26 – Kareena Says Goodnight
Chapter 27 – Aishwarya’s Night
Chapter 28 – Jacqueline Appeals to Aish
Chapter 29 – Jacqueline Loses a Bet
Chapter 30 – Jacqueline Becomes Desperate
Chapter 31 – Ileana Plays a Smart Game
Chapter 32 – Tony Loses a Game
Chapter 33 –Ileana Gets Tested
Chapter 34 – Kajal Gives Advice
Chapter 35 – Ileana Proves Herself
Chapter 36 – Kareena Gets a Break
Chapter 37 – Ileana Introduces Jacqueline
Chapter 38 – Sophie Makes her Play
Chapter 39 – Sophie Gets Her Chance
Chapter 40 – Sophie Wants More
Chapter 41 – Jacqueline Tries Again
Chapter 42 – Jacqueline Finishes Her Story
Chapter 43 – Aishwarya Goes to Bed
Introduction
Let me make this clear from the start that this book will not appeal to everyone. My usual style is to write sexual stories with a bit of realism and the sex scenes serving as spice. As opposed to that this is mostly just sex scenes and whatever story there is, it’s not realistic, it’s pure fantasy and fantastical. Then why did I write it?
Well, I didn’t want to write it. I had this idea quite a while back about a college that teaches girls how to be sluts for their career and success in real life. I thought of it as Slut U. The idea was sexually exciting but it had no realism in it, not even as much as a cricket league manager fucking gorgeous team owners or a rich boyfriend fucking his fiancée’s mother.
But because the idea was sexually hot, I used it to make some memes and games etc. in my reddit community – BollywoodStories. They were well-liked and I enjoyed making them. One of the games I made up was a quiz about a male student in Slut U choosing a hot professor as a research guide for a project where the subject was anal sex. I felt that that was worth writing up as a scene. So, this story started its life as a single scene which was supposed to be about ten pages long and not to be shared with more than a couple of my hard-core fans.
And because it was only ever going to be shared with a fan or two or at max being published on reddit in my community, it didn’t matter if it was not realistic. I wrote it like that - heavy on the hot sex side without worrying about realism. The scene was superhot and because of the way I write, there were lots of references to other scenes. Then I had to continue writing those scenes simply because they materialised in my head in vivid detail. The problem was that the scenes grew from one to the other quite organically and soon I had a lot more than ten pages written.
Ultimately, I decided that I would just write it up as a book that I may never publish. I am not lying when I say that I still write mostly for myself so this could be a book just for me to enjoy. But once I had the first draft finished, I wondered if there might be other people there who might also enjoy this vacation from realism just for the hot sex. For that reason, I chose to publish it but I think it’s only fair that I should warn you that this is very different from my normal stories. Here is that warning.
This story is based in a purely fantastic situation with no realism. It mentions a lot of hot girls but only a few of them properly get nailed in this book. I had started writing this for the Aish character and she takes the lion’s share of the book. The sex is hot and rough, but also there is a lot of it throughout the book.
You should get this book if you like the Aish character and if you like a lot of sex with very little story line.
I don’t know if there would be another book in this series. There is material for a plot but as I said I didn’t even want to write this one so who knows. I will reserve judgement on that until I see the response to this one.
Series Info
Keeping in mind the above warnings in the introduction section, here is the set up for this series. There is a fictional college somewhere 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 like that, for example “Seducing Married Sluts” or “Slutting in Hospitality” or “Slutting in Showbiz.” 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.
This 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 this story you will see him seduce students and teachers alike.
Hope you enjoy the ride.
Chapter 1 – Alia Needs Notes
“Tony! Tony Parashar! Tony!”
“Yes?” The tall, handsome boy turned to see a strikingly beautiful girl walking quickly towards him and said “Wow, kya maal lag rahi tu saree mein, Alia!”
[You are looking so hot in saree.]
Alia Bhatt smiled “Thank you, baby.”
She was a beautiful girl with a sexy, svelte body and she knew it. Usually she wore skintight dresses that were so short that they barely covered her tight little butt. Today that butt was covered with a white saree with silver sequins on it. Her petticoat was very thin and conformed nicely to her well-rounded tight ass. Her blouse was a very skimpy tank blouse that was even smaller than a normal bra. It showed her milky white tits in a pushed-up, tight cleavage. There was clearly no bra possible in such a tight and tiny blouse. The blouse fabric was matching the saree in colour and glitter. It looked beautiful against her fair skin. There was no back to the blouse except for a narrow strap that hooked over her spine and where the tank straps joined.
Hr make-up was always perfect even when she went to class but today she looked stunning with her sharp features accentuated with tasteful make-up and her soft lips painted dark red. She was not a short girl but her 6” high heels were making her legs look longer and sexier as they were outlined in the thin saree with each step she took. She had tied her hair in a nice bun which left her shapely neck bare to be admired as well as her bare back.
“What happened to your slut dresses?” Tony said “Not that you don’t look absolutely pound-worthy in this hot saree, but I am just curious.”
“My mom-in-law is visiting,” Alia smiled “I am going to Ranbir’s place to hang out with her today.”
Ranbir Kapoor was Alia’s long term boyfriend. The whole college knew about their relationship.
“Ah, I see.” Tony said “Wait, his mother, that hottie with a slim figure and the face that says ‘Drill me!’?”
“God, you are horrible!” Alia laughed “She is fifty plus, at least usse to chhod de.”
“Why? Fifty plus women don’t have needs?” Tony countered.
“Dude, she is my mother-in-law.”
“Yeah, your mother-in-law, not mine.”
“If you had a mother-in-law, I am sure you will nail her too.” Alia said.
“But, of course.” Tony said “Anyway, why did you stop me, I am going for my project meeting?”
There were people walking as well as bikes and other vehicles on this campus road. Tony put his arm around Alia’s slender waist and pulled her aside into the doorway of a nearby building. She didn’t object and went easily with him. They were both post graduate students in Slut U.
It was a college devoted to teaching girls how to use their beauty and their body for success in the real world. It was not a well-known college and admission was given only after a thorough screening but the girls who graduated from there were in the top level of many businesses and organisations. There were courses for boys as well where they learnt similar things from the male perspective. As expected, a lot of classes were common for both.
Although sex was the common theme of most of the subjects, Slut U was not an open orgy type of educational institute. Students could have sex with each other and also with the teachers but there were rules and anything outside of the rules was severely frowned upon. Many a students had presumed that Slut U meant open sex and had lost their place in the college after one or two mistakes.
Tony was a brilliant student. He was quite handsome which made him suitable for this kind of subjects. He came from a poor family and his admission into Slut U had been quite a difficult task but he had managed to get in with persistence and intelligence. Once he was in, he had proven himself to be the perfect example of what a young man can do if he has ample brains and no inhibitions. He was well-known for being helpful which is why Alia felt comfortable in approaching him.
“Look, baby, I had to miss the last two classes of Show Business Sluts with Kareena ma’am and one of Anushka Shetty’s classes.” Alia stayed close to him and didn’t object when he rubbed her bare back slowly up and down “I know you make the best notes. Please can I copy your notes for those classes?”
“Sure,” Tony said “but you know it’s going to cost you.”
“I will buy you a drink at the Open Legs next time?” Alia suggested.
“Why are you playing innocent?” Tony let his hand slide down to her ass and squeezed her buttocks “I want you to suck my dick when you come to take the notes.”
“Tony!” Alia’s hot, red lips parted wide “You know I have a boyfriend.”
He stepped forward and pinned her to the wall. Her tits were flattened on his chest. Alia breathed heavily as her face was pressed to his neck. She whiffed his neck and moaned softly, her hot breath playing on his neck.
“Alia,” he said softly in her ear “which hole of yours have I not drilled before?”
“You have nailed all my holes, Tony.” She admitted, her breath getting heavy.
He kept her pinned to the wall with his body dominating her slender, shapely figure “And you always had a boyfriend.”
She took his head in her hands and made him look into her eyes “It’s getting serious now, baby. He is having me meet his mom. It might even get to marriage if his mom likes me.”
“You think any of that would matter to me?” He smiled and moved slightly. She moaned as his cock pressed between her legs.
“God, you are such a bastard.” Alia gasped “You still want to fuck my face?”
He nodded “You are a great cocksucker, Alia. And you eat cum like food.”
“But you are so rough when you fuck my face, Tony.”
Tony grinned “And you don’t like it?”
Alia smiled “I didn’t say that.”
“So?”
“Well, ok.” Alia nodded “I will come and suck your dick if you will give me the notes.”
“Deal.” He nodded “And you will eat my cum.”
“Of course, I will eat your cum.” Alia said “When have I not eaten your cum? I am a good slut. You taste delicious, anyway.”
He was about to pull back but Alia put her arms around his waist and kept him close “Have you picked your research topic yet?”
“Mhmm.” He said and ground his hard cock on her pussy through her thin saree.
“Will you...mmm...will you help me pick mine?”
Tony grinned “What’s in it for me?”
Alia caressed his cheeks with her soft, warm hands “What do you want, baby?”
Keeping her slender body pinned to the wall under him, he looked in her eyes “Teri gaand.”
[Your ass.]
“Meri gaand maaroge help karne ke liye?” Alia met his gaze.
[In order to help me, you will nail my ass?]
“Yes.” Tony nodded.
“Please, Tony. I have a boyfriend.” She protested but stayed close with her fingers gently caressing his cheeks and his neck “I can’t just take your cock like that.”
“Then get someone else to help you.” Tony continued to grind his cock on her pussy mound through the clothes “Main to teri liye bina nahin maaoonga.”
[I will definitely nail your ass or no deal.]
“Nahin, baby, I need your help only.” Alia stepped out on her high heel and opened her legs wider “You know the system like a pro. I need your guidance.”
“Then I want your ass, Alia.” Tony ground his dick on her pussy harder as she opened her legs “Gaand maarni hai mujhe teri.”
[I want to fuck your ass.]
“Choot chod lena na,” she looked at him as she slowly humped his dick, moving her hips expertly “tumhara lund choosoongi, aur tum meri choot chod lena. Theek hai?”
[Can’t you just fuck my pussy? I will suck your dick, then you can nail my cunt. Ok?]
“Kyon randiyon ki tarah bargain kar rahi hai?” Tony grinned and brought his hand up to squeeze her breast in that thin blouse “Tujhe maloom hai meri help chahiye to gaand marwaani padegi.”
[Why are you bargaining like a whore? You know you will need to surrender your ass if you need my help.]
“Theek hai.” Alia breathed “Marwaoungi. Kab aaoun?”
[Ok, I will take your cock in my ass. When should I come?]
“Sunday evening.”
“Evening?” She looked at him.
“It will take time,” he nodded “research topic needs a lot of discussion.”
“That means tum raat bhar ragdoge meri gaand.”
[That means you will pound my ass all night.]
He nodded and squeezed her ass cheeks “You have such a sexy, tight gaand.”
“And you have such a big dick.” She said rolling her hips to wantonly grind her pussy on his hard shaft “Meri gaand dukhti hai teen-chaar din tak, you know?”
[My ass is sore for several days, you know?]
“But you are the one who wants my help.” He reminded her, keeping her ass in his hands.
“You are bargaining with me like I am a whore.”
“Well, you are a whore for me.” He grinned and slipped her blouse strap off her shoulder. He took her bare breast in his hand and kneaded it slolwly.
“I should slap you.” She said in a breathless, whimpering voice.
“Try it.” he said.
“No,” She shook her head “you will find a way to punish me.”
“And you are afraid of that?”
“Yes, I need your help.” She admitted “I better be a good whore.”
Tony smiled “You are a stunning whore.” He crushed her hot, firm breast in his hand and she moaned.
“Mmmmm, kya pehan kar aaoun?” She looked in his eyes again.
[What should I wear?]
“One of your whore dresses.”
Alia nodded. She knew what he was talking about.
Tony added “And whore heels.”
“Of course.” Alia said “You will make me keep the whore heels on while you fuck my ass, right?”
“Seems like you know my programme already.” Tony grinned.
“As you said, you have nailed all my holes before.” Alia matched his grin.
“Well, it’s nice to –“
Pushing her fingers into his hair, Alia pulled him on top of her and kissed him hard. She parted her hot, red lips and pushed her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues battled for control and Alia humped his cock through the clothes as she messed up his hair with her fingers. Finally, she surrendered control and let his tongue invade her mouth. His chest was grinding on her young, firm tits as they kissed aggressively and intimately. He kept her right breast in his left hand and kneaded it hard as the kiss got more passionate. Alia ground her pussy on his cock and humped it wantonly.
“God!” Alia gasped when they broke the rough, lustful kiss for want of breath “You bring out the whore in me so bad.”
“You are welcome.” He grinned.
“I am really going to slap you.” She looked in his eyes defiantly.
“Try it.” He invited again.
She shook her head “I will be good.”
“Good what?” he pinched her nipple.
“Mmmm.” Alia met his eyes “Good whore.”
“Whose whore?”
“Yours.” She accepted without a hesitation.
“Nail you Sunday then?” He pulled back.
She nodded and caressed his cheek “Yes. Nail me Sunday, baby.”
He let her go. She adjusted her blouse before she moved. She took out her lipstick from her purse and started fixing her lipstick as she walked toward her boyfriend’s place.
Tony watched her tight ass sway in that tight saree then shook his head and walked toward the building that had the teachers’ offices.
Chapter 2 - Tony Meets His Project Guide
“Hi, Tony!” Aishwarya looked up from her desk “Come. Come on in.”
Tony fully opened the door that said “Aishwarya Rai – Principal, Slut U” and entered with his laptop “Hi, Aishwarya!”
“Let’s sit there, Tony.” She got up from the desk and came around.
Aishwarya was a former beauty queen, model and actress who was the principal of Slut U and also taught “Slut Fashion in Beauty Contests” and “Slut Success Ladder in the Fashion world.” Her enemies said that she was the principal only because her father-in-law Amitabh Bachchan was the dean of the university. Her fans thought she was brilliant.
But fans and enemies all alike admitted that she was a stunning woman. It was a few years ago that she was crowned Miss World but her beauty had not diminished with years, it had only grown and become more refined. She had turned forty last year but could give inferiority complex to any model or actress in her twenties. She had a beautiful face with sharp, gorgeous features but the main attraction was her eyes. Unlike most Indian women, Aishwarya had light green eyes that looked stunning and could make a man cum in his pants if she just looked at him with a deep, soulful stare.
As befitted the principal of Slut U, Aishwarya always dressed in skimpy, revealing clothes which were usually skintight. Panties were discouraged in Slut U and Aishwarya had stopped wearing them much before she entered the Miss India contest. Right now she was wearing a halter dress made of yellow, white and red cotton patches. It was very deep cut in front, showing generous portions of her soft, heavy, breasts, just barely covering her nipples. The dress had no back and even bared two inches of her ass crack, advertising the lack of any panties.
It was extremely short, just covering her upper thighs and baring her pussy if she bent her knee at all. She had done her make up like she was going to a party not to a college. Her dark eyeliner was making her green eyes pop and the dark red lipstick was pulling attention to her soft, supple lips. The Slut U dress code required all women to wear heels higher than five inches, for professors it was six inches or more. Aishwarya was wearing stilettos with 8” heels and 4” high platforms. They were pushing her tight, toned ass up in a very distracting way.
“You look damn fuckable, Aish.” Tony said as she walked ahead of him to the sofa in her conference area.
“Thank you, dear.” She smiled and turned to face him.
Although Aishwarya was the principal and Tony only a third year student in M.Sc. Stud Skills he could talk to her like that without her taking offence. He had fucked her twice before – once, as part of a project, and second time when he had come across her in an off-campus nightclub and taken her home.
“Sit, Tony, want something to drink?” Aishwarya sat down on the sofa and as Tony sat next to her he got a clear view of her pantyless pussy under the super short dress.
“Nice!” He said “Shaved today?”
“Yes.” Aishwarya smiled and kept her legs open “Thank you for noticing.”
“Well, you have a nice pussy.” He smiled “But you already know that I think you are very fuckable.”
“I know.” Aishwarya bit her bottom lip “You would not have taken me home from the club otherwise. Your roommate was telling me in the morning that you don’t keep girls all night so I must be special if you nailed me all night.”
“You can give some credit to your dress that night,” Tony smiled “anyone looking at you in that dress would want to nail you.”
“And what about this dress?” Aishwarya bit her lower lip.
Tony looked her up and down “As I said, you look very fuckable.”
“You are so sweet.” Aishwarya smiled happily at his praise “I am so glad you considered me for your project.”
“Well,.... you know my topic is – Correlation between Pain and Enjoyment during Anal Sex.”
“Yes, and thank you for selecting me as your project guide,” Aishwarya smiled “I know Bebo and Madhu also applied, they were also very keen on working with you.”
“I just thought you were the right girl for this project.” Tony said “I need a guide who is an anal whore herself and your essay question in your form was very impressive.”
Aishwarya gave him her beauty queen smile “Of course, you know mujhe gaand marwana kitna pasand hai. Tumne poori raat meri cheekhein nikalwa di theen but maine tumhein roka to nahin?”
[You know I like to get my ass fucked. That night you make me scream all night but I never stopped you, did I?]
“No, your enthusiasm for assfucking was great. That’s what convinced me that I want to have you for this.”
“Thank you. Have you assfucked Bebo or Madhu before?”
“Yes, both of them.”
“Ah, that’s why they were both so keen.” Aishwarya smiled.
“Bebo I nailed that night only when I took you home.” Tony said.
“Sorry, Tony.” Aishwarya smiled “Tumne meri gaand maar maar ke laal kar di thi. By the time you took Bebo under you, I was not even able to keep my eyes open, I was that exhausted.”
[You fucked my ass raw.]
Tony grinned “That’s ok. I am just reminding you why Bebo was so keen on working with me on this.”
“Well, I won in the end. Now, let’s talk about your project. How will you collect your data?”
“Mostly from firsthand research, I am thinking about using twenty research subjects.” He said “I am sure I can find twenty volunteers for the experiments.”
“I am sure you can, and in order to do comparative sample collection you will need to fuck each woman more than once, right?”
“Yes, I think about four times for each woman.” He nodded.
“Then I suggest that you narrow your scope a bit so that you can get better correlation,” Aishwarya said “Let’s say, you limit your experiments to mature women only between thirty and fifty?”
“Why do you suggest that?”
“Because pain threshold will vary a lot between younger woman and older. With younger women you may first have to train their asses and that will distort their pain profile. With mature women most of them will already have had their ass fucked, so you can simply start your experiment on them.”
“Hmmm, that does sound more manageable for sample data, but then I will need to find all my volunteers from this age range.”
“I don’t think you will have a problem.” Aishwarya said “Both Kareena and Madhuri are in this range, they would be happy to participate. There are several other teachers who would be happy to help as well. I think twenty woman will be easy for you to find.”
“Ok, let’s put a pin in that for now and consider other parameters.” Tony said “We can define the age parameter later based on the other things I will need to consider in my subjects.”
“Sounds smart.” Aishwarya nodded “Now, about the pain, what kind of pain do you have in mind?”
“Any kind of pain.” Tony said “If I am fucking your ass then my cock would hurt in your ass.”
“I remember that very well,” Aishwarya smiled “you took me home from the club and fucked my ass. I was thinking that you carry a big stick in your pants. But I did enjoy that.”
“But that time when I was doing the project on seducing married sluts, I spanked you while I fucked your ass.” Tony reminded her.
Aishwarya squirmed in her seat but did not close her legs. He could clearly see the moisture on her pussy slit.
“Well, I think you should only consider the pain of your cock hurting in the girl’s ass and not the spanking or whipping type.”
Tony said “Why do you suggest that?”
“Because the other type of pain is not sexual pain.” Aishwarya said “When your cock enters my ass, and it hurts, that’s sexual pain. When you spank me or belt my ass, that’s not really sexual.”
Aishwarya was squirming on the seat now. Talking about these things was having an effect on her. She was also remembering the last two times that Tony had nailed her and it was making her pussy hot and wet.
“I don’t agree.” Tony said “I think this is the main point of my research. When I was fucking your ass, and my dick was deep inside you, then I spanked your ass, did that pain not travel to your pussy?”
“Mmmm, it did.” Aishwarya could not help but moan as that memory made her pussy burn inside.
“Did it make you wetter?”
“Yes.” Aishwarya nodded breathlessly.
“Then it’s a sexual pain.”
“Hmm, how can we be sure?”
“With a series of simple experiments.” Tony said.
“Ok. What do you suggest?”
“I will fuck your ass four times and each time increase the pain quotient, in the last time I will belt your ass before fucking your ass.”
“You are a brilliant student.” Aishwarya nodded “Theek hai. Kahan chodoge?”
“On the sofa, first.”
She nodded “Sure. First one is without pain, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then I need lubrication, you remember my ass is very tight?”
“I agree.” He nodded “Mera lund choosogi, ya tumhari choot mein daal ke lubricate karoon?”
[You want to suck my dick or should I lubricate it in your cunt?]
“Dono.” She said “I need a lot of lubrication if it’s going to be a less painful assfucking.”
[Both.]
“Sounds good.” He said.
“Nangi ho jaoun main?” She looked at him.
[Should I get naked?]
“Kya zaroorat hai? Iss randi wali dress mein hi peloonga.”
[No need. I will pound you in this whore dress.]
She nodded “Pelna nahin hai, aaraam se gaand maarni hai pehli baar.”
[No pounding. First session is for easy assfucking.]
“I will try to remember.” He grinned.
Chapter 3 – Tony Creates a Baseline
Tony opened his pants and pushed them down. His cock was hard and outlined in his shorts. He pushed his shorts down and the thick beast came out erect and long. Aishwarya moaned at the sight of it. She was clearly remembering how this beast had hurt in her holes the last time.
Looking at it, she squirmed awkwardly “Should I...or would you....I mean....”
“Get on your knees, Aishwarya!” he said firmly.
“Yes, Sir.” Aishwarya said and got up. She lowered herself to her knees between his legs. From that angle his cock looked even bigger and longer. She swallowed nervously.
Tony pushed his fingers into her silken dark locks and pulled her face right to his dick. She started by licking his balls and taking them in her mouth one by one. Then she licked his thick, long shaft, from base to the tip, slowly wetting it with her saliva.
He jerked her hair and slapped her cheek “Eyes at me, whore!”
She nodded “Yes, Sir.”
“Just because I said no pain doesn’t mean you can be a lazy whore, Aish, you know that, don’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.” She nodded “I am sorry. I will be a good whore.”
“Chal, lund choos.” He controlled her by her hair.
[Start sucking my dick.]
Aishwarya took his cockhead in her mouth and wrapped her luscious red lips around his meaty shaft. She kept looking up at him as she moved her head and started sucking his cock up and down.
“Get it wet, Aish, fully wet.” Tony caressed her cheek and spoke softly “You know it will hurt too much otherwise. Tumhari gaand phaad dega ye, pata hai na? Use that whore mouth to lubricate this beast. It’s in your favour only, darling.”
[My dick will rip your ass apart, you know, right?]
She nodded and continued to soak his meaty shaft in her saliva.
“I know you can be a good whore, Aish.” He caressed her cheeks and let his fingers curl around her slender neck “Show me what you promised me.”
Following his advice, she took his cock deep in her mouth and soaked it in her saliva. She was aware that what he was saying was true. She had not forgotten the last time when he had taken her home from the club and nailed her all night. The next day she had found it hard to walk or stand. Thankfully that was a Saturday and she did not have to take classes. But his dick, now fully hard, was too long for her to take it all in her mouth. Now his cockhead was hitting the back of her throat and she was struggling.
He patted the sofa “Aish, kutiya ban ja.”
[Get on all fours.]
She whimpered and got on the sofa. Aishwarya was a woman from the high society, she was used to people catering to her every whim even before she became Miss World. After marriage, she was the daughter-in-law of a legendary actor and the dean of Slut U. She was the principal of Slut U herself. At home, she could not remember the last time she spoke a word of Hindi which was considered the language of the common folk.
And yet, Tony treated her like a whore and used such crass, crude Hindi words to order her about that she should have been gravely offended. But instead of being offended, she found her pussy throbbing at his words and remembered that he had done something similar to her the last two times he had fucked her. As she got on all fours as per his order, she was well aware of her pussy being not just soaking wet but dripping. She heard him getting behind her and felt her pussy respond to it like a dog responds to the smell of a bone. She opened her legs wider, as wide the sofa seat would allow. She knew he had a big, thick cock and even though this was supposed to be a painless fuck, she knew it would hurt. Even in her pussy his huge cock would hurt and when he moved to her ass, it would make her scream. Her pussy was leaking on her thighs in anticipation of that pain.
Tony got behind her on the sofa, grabbed her hips and slid his cock into her tight, wet cunt without a second of hesitation. He went in more than halfway deep in the first thrust itself and Aishwarya felt her whole body fill with incredible pain from his rough entry.
“Oh, God!” She screamed “Please, Tony. This is meant to be the painless session of fucking.”
“I haven’t started fucking you yet, Aishwarya.” Tony rubbed her smooth, bare back “I am just lubricating my dick in your cunt. I want to do it fast so we can get to the real part of the experiment.”
She loved how he responded to her protest. If she had made that protest to her husband he would have apologised a hundred times, but Tony was a different kind of beast. He treated her like fuckmeat, never missing a chance to put her in her place, never giving her an inch. She didn’t know why but the more he slapped her down, the hotter it made her feel. After being with so many men who were easy to manipulate Aishwarya loved being with one who was a real man and knew how to control her like a bitch.
The way he said that last part, the glee in his voice, it made Aishwarya’s body tremble with fear. She was afraid he would rip her ass apart even in the first session. The memory of the last night with him was coming flooding back to her and now not just her pussy but her whole body was pulsing with the fearful anticipation of his hard use.
“Head down, Aishwarya.” He said “I still want to see a good whore attitude from you.”
“Yes, Sir.” Aishwarya said. She just couldn’t help it, when he used that tone, she became his bitch and started saying Sir. She lowered her head like an obedient, well-trained bitch.
Grabbing her shoulders he pushed again, hard. His long, thick shaft slammed in all the way and his cockhead hit her cervix.
“Ah, mumma!” Aishwarya cried out. The pain had flashed like lightning and galvanised every cell in her body. She could feel every inch of her body burning hot and vibrating. She could feel his massive cock throbbing in her cunt, buried so deep like it would never come out. She took a deep breath and it made his cockhead grind on her cervix. It pushed her over the edge. She came so hard that her eyes closed and she could not breathe any more.
Tony took a grip of her long, lustrous hair and jerked her head up “Keep breathing, cunt.”
He started fucking her with long, smooth strokes, each thrust impaling her fully deep. His cockhead was pummelling her cervix, making her yelp again and again. Being in his grip was adding to her arousal and her orgasm was going on longer and hotter. She tried to breathe and found that her pussy throbbed more with each breath. He was still fucking her cunt in and out. She knew he had great stamina and was fully capable of breaking her completely. That gave him immense power over her. Aishwarya stopped struggling and surrendered her body for his use.
“Gaand marwane ke liye ready?” He said in her ear as her orgasm started to subside.
[Ready to get your ass fucked?]
“Ji.” She panted “Daal do meri gaand mein apna mota lund aur pelo andar tak.”
[Yes, Sir. Jam your fat cock in my ass and nail me deep.]
How he could make her say such things, she never knew, but she knew that he could make her talk and beg like a whore any time he wanted.
Tony did not hesitate. He pulled out of her cunt and entered her ass in one fluid motion.
“Ah, mumma!” Aishwarya screamed. Even though he had only pushed his cockhead in her ass, it had flooded her body with hot, searing pain. She had expected his cock to hurt in her ass like last time but it seemed like she had become tighter in the time that she had spent away from his massive cock and now he was breaking her in again, forcefully.
“Relax your ass, Aish.” He said in her ear “You know I need to go much deeper. You said andar tak pelo, right?”
[You said fuck me deep, right?]
“Ji.” She panted.
She knew he was right. He was going to impale her ass much deeper. She took a deep breath and tried to relax her ass. Tony used that to push in deeper. As several more inches of his thick cock invaded her ass, Aishwarya’s breath was knocked out again. He started fucking her ass in and out. Aishwarya breathed hard but stayed in place with an effort, keeping her ass lined up for his entry. Because she had taken him in her ass fully before she was finding the anticipation both terrifying and arousing. Her pussy was throbbing and pulsing like crazy. She knew she was about to cum again.
“God, oh, god.” She breathed as his cockhead started drilling in and out of her anal canal. Her body was super charged and she was waiting for that brutally deep push which she knew was coming. That push would stuff her whole ass with his manmeat. Having his cockhead stir her bowel would push her over the edge. She knew his cock. She knew him. He was going to rip her ass apart. She knew he was her student but he was very irreverent.
He was one of the most badass people around on campus. Although he had only nailed her twice, they had met many times in other situations as was natural because of their professional circumstances. Aishwarya always dressed in skimpy, revealing clothes and Tony always looked at her with eyes that called her a fuckmeat. But it was not just his eyes. In front of other people he called “Ms. Rai” or even “Ma’am.” but if he got any chance of whispering in her ear he used such dirty, degrading words that Aishwarya could not even complain about him because she would have to repeat those words.
Once in a meeting in her father-in-law’s office with other teachers and some students present, Aishwarya had to pass around a print-out. When she bent over Tony and placed the paper in front of him, he said under his breath “Thank you, cunt.” She looked up at him in shock. He smiled innocently.
Another time, she was leaving a crowded classroom and he was going in. He stopped to let her squeeze past him and as she passed in front of him he said “Please, whores first.” She had looked at him with shock. He had slapped her ass “Move.” Aishwarya would have liked to stay and demand how he dared touch her but the crowd had swept her away.
The worst of these was the time she was checking student essays and each student came and stood by her chair while she read their essay. She was wearing a low-cut halter dress in which the boy standing next to her could see her tits from above. Everybody could see them but nobody said anything. When Tony stood next to her, he said softly “Those tits look ready to be soaked in my cum.”
Aishwarya could not have reprimanded him without making a scene which would have disrupted the class and undermined her authority. She checked his essay. He leaned in and placed his finger on the page like pointing something out but muttered under his breath “You smell gorgeous, too. I noticed that when I was nailing your ass, too, but the best thing about you is that you are always hungry for cock like a cheap whore.”
She knew that saying anything would mean the story of that night would come out and he would show her to be a cockhungry whore.
While she checked his essay, he continued talking like that. She tried to ignore him but his dirty, degrading words were getting to her. Standing next to her he could see her nipples getting hard like bullets.
“I will give you an A if you stop talking.” She offered in a low voice.
“Give me a D but drop to your knees and suck my cock right here.” He countered.
He was hard and his thick long cock was clearly outlined along his thigh in his pants. Aishwarya had to lick her lips even though she knew she would not do it. In the end she had to give him an A because his essay was good and she knew he would challenge anything else.
“Thank you, my cumslut.” He said when taking the essay from her.
Aishwarya smiled “Thank you, Tony.”
==
When her class was over, she had gone to her office and masturbated. At that time, he was only talking, right now his dick was jammed up her ass. Of course, he was going to use her like a cheap whore.
“Deeper, Tony, poora daal do andar.” Aishwarya said when he didn’t immediately impale her fully deep.
[Jam it fully deep.]
“No.” he said.
Aishwarya felt a panic “Please, Tony, andar daal do, poori andar tak gaand maaro meri. Please.”
[Please Tony, fuck my ass fully deep.]
“Dard hoga, Aishwarya.” He said.
[It will hurt.]
“Hone do,” she said immediately “main seh loongi. Tum pelo andar tak.”
[Let it hurt. I will take it. You just drill my ass deep.]
“No, my whore.” He said and she groaned in frustration.
Slowly rubbing her bare back up and down, he continued to fuck her ass in and out. Her skin was velvet smooth and it made his cock throb to touch her so casually. She kept begging him to fuck her harder and pushed her ass back to try and take him deeper but her ass was tight and it needed his force to penetrate her. She could not do it herself especially as it caused much more pain every time she tried it.
“You are in my control, Aish,” he said in her ear as he drilled her ass expertly “right this moment you are only my whore. Not my teacher, not my guide, just my whore. Meri randi ho tum, sirf meri randi. Mera lund tumhari gaand mein hai aur tum meri randi ho. Samajh gayin?”
[You are my whore. Only my whore. My cock is in your ass and you are my whore. Understand?]
“Ji, samajh gayi.” She whimpered.
[Yes, I understand.]
“Kya samjhin?”
[What did you understand?]
“Main aap ki randi hoon.” Aishwarya whimpered even louder this time. His harsh, humiliating words were fucking with her mind and her pussy was getting so hot it was unbearable.
[That I am your whore.]
“Aur main jaise chahoonga, apni randi ko chodoonga.” He sucked her neck and changed his angle of entry, Aishwarya yelped as his cockhead ground different in her ass “Jab jaise chahoonga, tumhari gaand maaroonga.”
[And I will fuck my whore any way I like. I will fuck your ass any way I want.]
“Hay, mumma!” She cried out as his words had the effect he knew they would and her pussy exploded with a hot burst of her slick, oily cunt juices. He kept her in his grip and kneaded her tits as he fucked her ass.
“Yes, that’s it, Aishwarya, cum like a whore,” he whispered in her ear and she whimpered “let’s see that fuckwhore side of the hot professor.”
“Oh, God, Tony!” She was breathing hard as her pussy was pumping out cum like a geyser “Fuck me, baby. Fuck my ass. I love your dick in my ass. Keep fucking me like this. Fuck my ass everyday.”
He kissed and sucked her neck, his cock drilling her ass with smooth in and out strokes. She kept moaning and grunting as he kept cumming. Finally, her orgasm began to subside and she began to catch her breath.
“I am going to pull out now, ok, Aishwarya?”
“What? No! Why?” She clenched her ass to keep his cock in her.
“This was the first round of the experiment, Aish. It’s done now.”
“No, please keep fucking me.” She said and had an idea “It can’t be complete until you cum in my ass. Then make me eat your cum.”
“You just want to eat my cum, Aishwarya.” Tony accused.
Aishwarya didn’t protest “Yes, baby. I love eating your cum. I want you to pump your cum in my ass then feed me it from your cock.”
She had never even touched a man’s cock after he came in her but Tony had made her eat his cum after fucking her even in the first instance when he had only fucked her for his class project. Her mind went back to that scene as Tony continued to fuck her ass.
Chapter 4 – The Class Assignment
“Yes, Tony?” Aishwarya looked up at him when he didn’t file out with the rest of the class.
“I need help with my class assignment.” He said.
“Sure, what’s the assignment?” Aishwarya put her papers aside “Is it about Sluts in Fashion, because that’s what I teach?”
“No, it’s for my other module – Seducing and Claiming Married Sluts.”
“Ok. And you need my help for that?” Aishwarya sat back in her chair.
She was wearing a white tube dress in crochet, the weave was slightly dense over her tits and pussy but wide enough to show her smooth, fair skin in other places including the top and bottom of her big, heavy tits which looked soft and hot without a bra in the thin dress. It was completely backless, fastening with two small hooks in the middle of her back between her shoulder blades. A zip over her ass crack was holding it tight around her ass. The weave over her ass was not very dense and showed clearly that she had no panties on. The dress ended two inches below her ass crack. Her long legs were bare and she was wearing 7” high heels. She had come into the class with a ponytail but loosened her hair later. She was wearing make up like she was going to a fashion show and her soft, plump lips were painted dark red.
Tony let his eyes run slowly up and down her stunning, shapely body before replying “Yes. My paper is about seducing, breaking and claiming high-profile married sluts.”
“And you want my help?”
“Well, in the whole campus you are the most high-profile slut.” He smiled “You are Miss World, you are the principle of Slut U, and you are the daughter-in-law of the Dean.”
“Hmmm.” She could not help but smile “Ok, so what does your assignment involve? How can I help you?”
“It’s pretty simple, I will nail you, like using all your holes thoroughly, then I will interview you about what parts of the session you liked and what can be improved more.”
“You will nail me?” She got up and stepped closer to him. Placing her hand on his chest she rubbed slowly “Darling, I am not sure I will be up for that. But if it were just kissing, making out, and I could let you grab my boobs.”
He shook his head “You have nice tits, Aishwarya, but that won’t be enough for my assignment. I need to nail you fully.”
“Sorry, honey, you will need to find another slut for this then.” Aishwarya pulled back.
Tony grabbed her wrist and held her in place “Let’s not be hasty, Aishwarya. This assignment is important to me, and I chose the topic with you in mind.” Suddenly he lifted his left hand and slapped her breast.
Aishwarya yelped “Ow! What are you doing?”
He lifted his hand again and slapped her left breast this time. She yelped again and tried to move back but he kept her wrist in his grip.
“I know you are a hot slut, Aishwarya. And you know it as well, which makes you so proud and snooty.” He lifted his hand, she cringed. He let her wait then slapped her right breast. It bounced in her skimpy dress. She yelped again but her yelp was followed by a whimper this time. He waited until she looked at him then said “But I know what a cockhungry whore you are, and this is a good opportunity for you to get what you really crave.”
“What....what do I crave?” she looked at him.
“Hard use from a real man.” He grinned.
She shook her head “I can’t do it. I can’t let you fuck me.”
“Ok, fair enough. But one thing,” Tony left her wrist “I just slapped your tits. Show me your pussy. If you are wet then I am going to fuck you. If you are dry, then you can go. Lift up your dress.”
Aishwarya shook her head.
“Come here.” He beckoned her.
She stepped closer.
He lifted his hand and said “Left or right?”
Aishwarya swallowed and said “Left.”
Tony slapped her right breast hard, making it bounce even harder this time.
“Mumma!” Aishwarya cried out but she did not move back.
He lifted his hand again and her pussy throbbed hard.
“Left or right?” He said.
“Right.” She breathed.
With a hard slap he made her right breast bounce again. It was getting pink which was visible through the crochet dress.
“Ah, mumma!” She cried out.
“Foot.” He pointed to her chair. Aishwarya lifted her right foot and placed it on her chair. Her short dress rode up and bared her pussy. It was soaking wet and leaking on her thighs.
“You are wet.” He said.
Aishwarya nodded.
“What was the deal?” He said “If you are wet...”
“You will nail me.” Aishwarya’s breath was heavy.
Tony pulled open his pants and pushed them down with his underwear.
“Oh, god!” Aishwarya gasped as she saw his massive, long cock standing erect like a tree trunk “That will hurt me.”
“So, you don’t want it in you?” Tony said as he stepped closer and rubbed his smooth, bulbous cockhead on her pussy slit.
“I do.” Aishwarya nodded, her breath heavy, her eyes, glassing over.
“But it will hurt you.” He reminded her.
“Hurt me!” She wrapped her hand around his massive meatpole and guided his cockhead to her pussy entrance “Please, hurt me!”
Tony held her ass in his hands and pushed in with his hips. She moaned and gasped as his thick beast slid up into her tight cunt, stretching her to the limit. The pain that was flooding her body was also making her more excited. She let go of his cock and encouraged him to hurt her more by invading her deeper.
“As per my assignment,” Tony kneaded her ass and pressed her into him “I nail the married slut hard and make her my bitch.”
“Sure,” Aishwarya looked at him and nodded breathlessly “it’s your assignment, do what you want with me.”
“Now, how would a slut say that in Hindi?” He said softly as he kissed her neck and sucked just below her jawline.
“Mmmmm,” Aishwarya moaned as his movements made her pussy tingle “tumhara jaise mann kare chodo mujhe.”
“Good slut.” He bit under her jaw line and started fucking her in and out with his thick cock stretching her wide and reaching deep inside her.
As he drilled her cunt, her body temperature rose and she became more helpless in his arms. He continued to knead her ass and squeeze her tits as he fucked her boldly in the empty class, her foot on her chair and his long, hard cock drilling up and down in her hot, juicy cunt with forceful, deep strokes.
It took only a couple of minutes before Aishwarya’s moans became loud and urgent as she felt her pussy getting ready to explode. She could feel such a huge orgasm building between her legs that it was making her whole body tremble. She was holding on to him with both arms around his neck and pushing her ass down to take him fully deep in her cunt. She knew how completely she was dependent on his cock for that orgasm.
“Please, don’t stop, Tony. Fuck me like this. Nail my cunt.” She pleaded then remembered “Tony, rukna mat, please, rukna mat. Aise hi chodo, chodte raho. Meri choot ko ragdo apne lund se. Ah, Tony. I love this. I love your cock. Daalo, poora, poora andar tak daalo. Hurt me, Tony. Hurt me with your cock.”
[Tony, don’t stop, please, don’t stop. Fuck me like that, just keep fucking me like that. Pound my cunt with your cock. I love your cock. Put it in me. Jam it all inside me.”
He could feel her urgency the dire need building in her. He slapped her ass hard “Who is my whore, Aishwarya?”
“Ah, I am your whore. I am your whore, baby, totally, your whore.” She whimpered in his ear “Chodo, randi ki tarah hi chodo. Hay, God, Tony, meri choot...ah, baby!”
She exploded so hard that her knees started to bend. She could feel her joints melting. Tony kept her impaled on his cock. He grabbed her ass and pushed one finger up into her ass hole. Aishwarya cried out as his finger invaded her ass deep and her pussy spiked incredibly hard.
“Mumma, mar gayee!” She screamed and continued to soak Tony’s massive cock with her cum, making it possible for him to pound her even harder.
Aishwarya was helpless in his arms and when he said “Kaun hai meri kutiya, Aishwarya?”
[Who is my bitch, Aishwarya?]
She did not hesitate before replying “Main tumhari kutiya hoon, Tony. Main hoon tumhari apni kutiya. Kutiya ki tarah pelo mujhe, chodo meri choot ko aise hi.”
[I am your bitch, Tony. I am your personal bitch. Pound me like a bitch. Keep fucking my cunt.]
That was just the first orgasm. He didn’t let her up and as he drilled her hard, her body got hot again and she was whimpering and pleading with him for her release.
Right at the moment when he felt her pussy erupt, he changed his rhythm. He slammed his cock hard into her cunt, then paused, then after a second he pulled out almost all the way and slammed in again. Aishwarya gasped with his brutally deep strokes and her orgasm ripped through her body like a storm.
“You are such a monster.” She panted when her orgasm finally subsided and slowed his strokes down even though he kept fucking her.
“Should I stop then?” He kissed her neck.
“No!” She almost screamed in panic “Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop. Fuck me like this. I need you. I need your monster cock in me. Aise hi ragdo meri choot ko. Chodo, zor se chodo mujhe.”
[Drill my pussy like this. Fuck me. Fuck me harder.]
Aishwarya was finding it hard to stay on her feet. Her knees were turning to jelly and her legs were trembling. Tony pulled out of her cunt and took her hair in his grip.
“Please, no!” She took his face in her hands and pleaded “Please, baby, don’t stop. Please, I am sorry. I won’t call you a monster. Andar daal do, please daal do. I need your cock.”
[Put it in me. Please, put it in me.]
He used her hair to control her like a bitch on leash and made her face her desk “Ghodi ban jao.”
Aishwarya lost no time in putting her hands on the desk and bending over. Tony slapped her ass hard, making her tight, toned ass burn where his calloused fingers landed “Sar neeche, gaand ooper.” He commanded “Kutiya ho ki nahin?”
[Head down, ass up. Are you a bitch or not?]
“Haan. Haan, main tumhari kutiya hoon.” Aishwarya gasped and quickly obeyed his command.
[Yes. Yes, I am your bitch.]
Getting behind her, he controlled her just like a bitch and jerked her hair “Open your ass.”
Aishwarya reached back and pulled open her ass cheeks with both hands even though she knew his massive cock in her ass would just kill her. But she had no other choice. She could not even imagine not obeying him. He had done something to her. Her mind was in a state of mush and being a good whore for him seemed like the only sane choice.
“Hay, mar gayee!” She screamed as his cock entered her ass, stretching her tight pink ass hole to the limit of its elasticity and impaling her helplessly deep. Based on how deep he had fucked her pussy, Aishwarya knew he was not even halfway deep in her ass yet and still his cock was making her ass burn with the friction.
She gripped the desk tightly until her knuckles were white and tried to hold on as he started drilling her ass in and out, making her ass pulse from fear as well as being stuffed too tight with his huge cock. Reaching under her, he grabbed her tits and crushed them hard as his cock conquered her ass deeper, inch by inch. Aishwarya came loudly and without warning. Her pussy just exploded from the feeling of being used and abused like a whore. She was a classy woman and as he had outlined, in a position of power. No man could ever dare to treat her like this, but this daring student had his cock jammed in her ass and was breaking her expertly.
“No, head down.” He said in a warning tone as she lifted her head “you are my bitch now, Aishwarya. Bitches serve their masters, without question. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Aishwarya moaned and lowered her head, submitting to his unreasonable demands without resistance.
Chapter 5 – Aishwarya’s Dirty Memories
Aishwarya’s pussy was throbbing hard just thinking about that day and as he fucked her ass, she could feel her orgasm coming on. That day he had drilled her in her class, fucked her ass and then told her to lie on the floor. He had showered her in his cum and then left after a casual “Thank you for your help with my experiment. I will contact you with a questionnaire.” She had lain there for almost an hour before she could get her abused body to get up.
Just the thought of that image made her pussy burst and she lowered her head to try and bear up under this new, powerful orgasm. Tony jerked her head up, his fingers deep in her hair as he fucked her ass with deep smooth strokes which were meant to be without pain but were still making her body buzz all over.
“Oh, fuck!” She cried out “I am your teacher, Tony. Tum apni teacher ki aisi kutiya ki tarah gaand kaise maar sakte ho?”
[How can you assfuck your teacher like a bitch?]
He reached down and took her tits in his hands. She knew he would not be gentle with them. He had admired and praised her firm, heavy tits both times he had fucked her but he had also abused them roughly, squeezing them, slapping them, biting them and having them under his feet. The worst was when he had made her beg him to slap her tits. She didn’t want to think about that. Noone had ever broken her like that.
She felt his cock erupt in her ass and did a quick intake of breath as she knew he was really going to pound her ass now. She could feel his hot, slimy cum flooding her ass and she knew that he liked to use that to penetrate her ass much deeper. She was surprised when he didn’t go any deeper and just fucked her ass the way he was fucking so far.
“Please, Tony....” Aishwarya could not believe she was begging him to abuse her ass “please, poora daal do na meri gaand mein.”
[Please jam it fully deep in my ass.]
“Abhi nahin, meri jaan,” He whispered in her ear as he squeezed her tits but did not crush them “abhi to tumhein todoonga. Tumhari gaand laal karni hai mujhe maar maar ke, but abhi first time mein nahin.”
[Not yet, my darling, I am yet to break you. I have to fuck your ass raw until it’s red, but not in the first time.]
Her pussy spiked and she came again. This is how much he controlled her. Aishwarya could not deny that she was his teacher but he was the one always teaching her a lesson when they met like this.
“Please, abhi gaand maar lo na poori,” She whimpered “baad mein bhi maar lena. Main kya mana karoongi?”
[Please fuck my ass fully. You can fuck it again later. You know I won’t say no to you.]
Instead of replying to her, he pulled his cock out of her ass.
“On your knees, baby.” He said as he sat down on the sofa.
Aishwarya ignored her gaping ass hole that was feeling weird with the cool air of the room rushing in and got on her knees. He opened his legs and she moved closer to his messy, cum-drenched cock. She dipped her head and started eating his cum from his cock. She had never done it before or since, except with him. He had taught her that in their second hook-up.
Chapter 6 – Aishwarya is Frustrated
“I love your dress.” Kareena said as they entered the Open Legs club.
“Not too much, is it?” Aishwarya smoothed down her dress which was not reaching below her upper thighs. When she walked, her little white lace thong was peeking out.
The dress was white mesh in synthetic fabric. It was a tube dress and fit Aishwarya’s tight, toned body like a glove, conforming to every one of her delectable curves. The weave of the mesh was quite fine but it was still a mesh. When she moved, it bared her body in very creative, interesting ways. There was no space for a bra in it. When Aishwarya moved the dress moved with her and her light brown nipples and even lighter areolas showed through if anyone was looking closer.
Even though it was a totally slutty dress, there was a reason it could be worn outside. From a distance it looked like a normal opaque dress. But up close, or with the right light, Aishwarya was as good as fully naked. That’s why she had worn the panties which was normally not her habit when going clubbing.
On her tits, it was low enough to show off the tops of her milky white tits, in a sexy, super deep cleavage. On her thighs, it just barely covered her upper thighs and left her long, shapely legs fully bared to be admired. In the back it was held tightly by a full-length zip that had locks on both sides. She had opened the zip from below just enough so that the bottom of her ass cheeks were peeking out if someone was behind her and not too close.
She was wearing red stilettos with 9” high pointed heels and 5” platforms. They had plastic straps that criss-crossed up her legs and tied with a knot on her thighs a few inches above her knees. Her hair was loose but made in a wavy style so it didn’t reach down to her cleavage. She had done her make up in a sexy, party style like she was about to step in front of the camera. Her bright red lipstick matched her whore heels and made her lips look deliciously sexy.
“Are you kidding?” Kareena said “You look like a million bucks. Dressing slutty and going out to party is our thing, when did you start worrying about it being too much?”
“You are right. Normally, I would think twice about wearing this outside but....Bebo, three nights in a row...I have told Abhi I am horny, I need some fucking, and he....”
“He said no? He would not dare.” Kareena said.
“I wish he had said no,” Aishwarya said “but he did worse. He did fuck me, but that tiny dick of his, he enters me I don’t even feel it. By squeezing my pussy like crazy, I could barely feel it but then within three pumps he was done. Same thing three nights in a row. Bebo, it’s driving me crazy.”
“To teri choot chulbula rahi hai, huh?” Kareena grinned.
[So, your cunt is craving cock?]
“Yaar, don’t even laugh.” Aishwarya pouted “My pussy is hungry like a bitch and I can’t do anything about it.”
“Sorry, Aish, I am laughing at both of us.” Kareena took her elbow and guided her toward a booth by one of the walls “My story is not much different than yours. Mine was not three nights in a row but it was two nights in this week. Other than that same thing - husband’s tiny dick, same hungry cunt, same three-pump fucking. Same frustrating life.”
“Oh, I didn’t know. Sorry Bebo.”
“What, you didn’t notice my outfit?”
Kareena’s outfit was in a different style but every bit as slutty as Aishwarya’s. She was wearing a black silk tank top which was barely a tube top with two thin straps. It was so skimpy that it was showing her milky white boobs in a nice cleavage and also exposing the bottom of her tits. A normal bra would have more material than that top. In the back of the top there was nothing except two noodle straps crossing each other.
Below that her midriff was bare, showing her toned belly and her navel. Her skirt started a few inches below her navel and ended almost as soon as it started. It was probably half an inch longer than Aishwarya’s dress but it was still very daring made more daring by the fact that Kareena had left her panties back in her bedroom. The tiny little micromini skirt showed an inch of her pelvic slope. In the back it bared two inches of her tight ass crack.
Over this ridiculously sexy outfit, Kareena was wearing a long, full-sleeve ankle-length wrap which was black and sheer, covering parts of her sometimes, but in the right light she was as good as naked. The wrap was fully open in front and anyone approaching Kareena from that direction got a spectacular view of her fair, toned body that would make any man hard as steel in a second.
She had brushed her hair loose like Aishwarya but hers was reaching down to her cleavage. She flipped it to the back and the view of her gorgeous tits in that slutty top shone like a thousand watt bulb in a dark room.
“I did notice it and I said you look like a high-class whore, remember?”
“Thank you. And now you know why.”
“What are we going to do?” Aishwarya said, putting her purse aside as she sat down.
Kareena did the same “Whatever we want. We came out of the campus and to this outside nightclub so we don’t have to worry about being seen by any of the students or staff. Let’s just be sluts tonight. God knows I need some hard banging.”
“Join the club.” Aishwarya said. She looked around “I don’t see anyone worth banging though, mostly losers who live with their parents or middle-aged men who should be in bed with their ugly wives already.”
“Yeah. That’s the problem.” Kareena said “It’s so hard to find quality dick.”
“Even if you find someone who has a decent dick, they turn out to be weak otherwise.” Aishwarya said “God knows I don’t need another simpering stalker begging to lick the Miss World feet.”
“Well, you were Miss World and you are gorgeous.” Kareena said “I can’t blame the boys to go crazy for you.”
“But even Miss World needs a hard pounding, Bebo.” Aishwarya said “In the contest itself we get fucked by the judges. I had thought when I join show business, the directors would fuck me like a whore as well.”
“They didn’t?”
“No, they did fuck me, but most of them are married, pot-bellied men who can’t tie their shoelaces without help,” Aishwarya made a face “how can they nail a young actress like a whore?”
“Yeah, you reminded me of my story,” Kareena nodded “I have observed that as well. I have just been out of the show business for so many years that I had forgotten about it. It’s hard to be a slut if you can’t get a real man to break you and put you in your place.”
Aishwarya sighed “Let’s drink.”
“Ok. What do you want? I will go get the first round.” Kareena got up and picked up her purse.
“Let’s do shots.” Aishwarya said.
“To start with?” Kareena looked at her.
“Fuck it, Bebo! Have you forgotten my frustrated pussy?”
“Ok, ok. I will go get some shots.”
She was back in fifteen minutes with a tray of shots.
“Just four?” Aishwarya made a face.
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